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Three Lifetimes: A Perspective
When I was younger, I was confused about many ways the world worked. Yet certain values, like working hard and maintaining self-discipline, were made very self-evident to me. My father worked long hours at his job, and providing for our family placed many demands upon his shoulders, which he handled the best way he could. Continue reading
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Alienation Of My Station
Rock me to sleep,weep in spare time feelthe zeal so real trywith comfort appeal. Release the trigger,to figure your slim figure,I dream of in dreams it seems you walk in and out with vigor. Finger on my spine,seduce in a trance a chimehypnotizes to turn back my genuine state of mind. Faded webs of spiders,who Continue reading
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Dark Art
Been to war beforewith the conflicts I tickun-like a bombing kamakaziI turn thick in conflict. I know an empitnessI know I reminisce like a fool I can’t missa chance at a beautiful kiss. I am blind I can not findmyself I between the signsthat tell me to for this lifemaybe I should I go blind. Continue reading
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Relief
Horizon has me captivated, the scene I know looks bleak but yearns it does like a churning wheel that finds the pavement and burns. Inside the empty soul I call my own I have desire that has its turn that has me feel so real I pump blood through my veins to feel sane unconcerned. Continue reading
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In A Flame Same
State of play is above ground,the best I have is plenty to be content.I have many ways I stay soberand like others, different ways to vent. Keep me calm in this adventure called life.I strive to find calm.Censor my life, and you will be disappointed,for the poignant things I feel real in here. I am Continue reading
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US vs Serbia, 95-91, My Take, It’s Never Over Until It’s Over
I don’t do much sports writing. Growing up I played basketball, baseball and tennis. What I watched yesterday, Thursday, August 8th at the Olympics in Paris, 2024…will go down in history as one of the greatest comebacks in Olympic basketball I’ve witnessed in over 40 years of life. I remember the Dream Teams of old. Continue reading
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The Dawn In Early Song
Little things they sting,I hear Angels, they sing.I miss the arms of gentle touchand gazing eyes softness brings. After pulsing softness,heat and passion breath,I miss conversation there arethings need said that are left. Hand and hand a mealbesides and forget let’s makeall the idle talk left fakeand move to the future let’s take. The worlds Continue reading
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Clarity I See
Under the night, so long and so crumbling, has been happiness long gone, pitiful I am in song.In all that I’ve done wrong, I haven’t hurt nor dealt wicked lies to despise all that tries to be dealt to me, I predicted. I am thankful for all songs beautiful in tone, that sweetly lift my Continue reading
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The Greatest Book
No one knows me.Not even me.For the hands of time,bask in a night sea. Next to rocky shoreswhere soaring sea birds ignorethe taste of the saltiness in the seatrying to see Poseidon’s door. Past the rocky stonesin me I patrol my soul I’m toldto subside it’s pride for the fact I act as if I Continue reading
About Me
Shadows of my old self.
RMC 