BluesMan

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  • Burdened with the dew
    the night can no longer hold
    100 words, July 3
  • In the oldest part of the city
    along cobbel stoned streets.
    <100 words, July 2
  • A well beaten path, most choose to tread
    the sheep of humanity in conformitys bed.
    <100 words, 2 comments, July 2

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  • Spiritual Decay at allpoetry
    Pontificating dogmatic bullshit keeps…
    Lemming’s eyes, wired shut.
  • Spare Parts at allpoetry
    Scapel of hope in steady hand
    the artist makes first stroke.
  • Loyalty at allpoetry
    Machine gun turrets stood
    atop thirty foot walls

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