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Running minds gritty feel people just run.
no dear, felling trees in the pathways.
don't hope don't feel don't see.
We could yes we could like me dear.
open your poetry to me, hold me fast.
I am me no to forgotten memory's life holds.
Told of ages is all you see awaken to the day.
writers tears enthrals me, walk this way.
clear waters cascade clean whisky.
we come to free you, call freedom now.
Will life save you, no my soul not today.
feathers fall to our feet this love.
© Nicholas Leslie MMXVIII #ProgressivePoetry
