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grey clouds – January 20

1.20.2017 grey clouds mist over the windshield of my mind no wipers need apply   no why or how or what will dispel whatever clings to this soul   just to be lived through until the fog   lifts. —————-

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christmas 2016

12.24.2016 In quiet moments a child is born into a world raging with confusion, fear, and lines of dread.   only a gift from outside can still the hearts within. Christmas 2016 Len FreemanĀ  —————–

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