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A Flake/#SoCs
Okay, I’m saying it for you. That’s what many of you will say when you read my post, but I don’t even care. If being a flake means I have faith in something outside of myself that keeps me going in a world gone mad around me then I’d rather be a flake doing life.…
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Heartbeat
I stand in the presence of a memory Wishing it were my own. It feels as though it is somehow. Every step brings me closer, every breath becomes one with the pulse of Mother Earth. And then I am there, magnificence reaching toward the sky. Step by step, towards the summit I climb.. Imagine…
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Around Dusk/#SoCs
Roundup went well. Nothin’ left but the numbing. Wish there was someone soft and sweet to keep me company, to erase the red dirt and sweaty leather from my senses. Whiskey, Ole girl, let’s dance the night away. “How much longer, Mother? I want to see Grandfather. It’s so cold here!” ”Get back inside and…
Dreaming Reality 
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