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Antique Secrets
Passage back into dreams I’ve seen can be bought with the last drop of rain fallen in a land made desert…
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Blood and Wine
You with eyes like sunrises of another world, the curve of its horizon on your lips and burning as its sky braves descent into night…
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Pilgrimage
Where walk the shades of the once-lived wraiths on pilgrimage to lands of smoke and shadow gone over rain-starved and broken roads…
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A Whisper
I stood silent, listened, tried to figure out why you only ever whispered, and finally heard it…
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Slash and Burn
The great forest fell to slash and burn, and we gathered on a barren hillside to watch industry in the distance…
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Waiting
The waiting is the hardest part— waiting for the sun to rise, waiting for the smoke to clear…
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Portrait of the Sun
I lay down finally among brambles and found my shadow already there bleeding from an open vein…
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Mitchel David Ring 