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The end if it did come created the beginning.  From beyond the grave echo the force, full, from within.  Welcome to the tundra, thunder of fire from the earthen grounds.  you, us, I, wither to death, to dust to coral. Have you ever seen under the complex water, negative currents, murky, unsure, without factual bearing.  Meaningless.  The death stops no, not a thing, the heart as an image, a sign, or more so, a physical muscle.  Words like antiretralviral, despise, normal, make some feel safe as others feel without, without knowledge, without fear.  can we see truly you, us to be.  at birth

the day time

dangeler

on the roof top he stood

aparent no

no I mean he was a parent

of children
of a child
of the destroyers of the future

POOR MEN DREAM THE FUTURE

POOR MEN DREAM THE FUTURE

WHAT MARY AND I WERE UP TO ABOUT THIS TIME LAST YEAR. FOUR HANDS, FOUR FEET, SEEDS HAND COLECTED AND SOWN, EARTH, WATER, A BIG BLUE VAN, LOTS OF WORK, POWERFUL WILL, AND PRICES THAT SHAME WHOLE FOODS. ALL ORGANIC ALL HEIRLOOM, EAT IT.
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