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[ T-Minus… ]
And the whites of your eyes
Are the Lights in the Skies
And the fights of our lives
Are the heights we’ve denied
In search of Ascent
Amid ev’nescent
Increasing descent
Among the prescient
Nature again
Innate within
Maturing sin
Inflaming men
To long for
A breath or
Two days more
Along shore
Reaching
The Wing
We bring
Thirsting
Once
And
For
ALL
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© Lloyd Matthew Thompson
02.25.2011 – 12:09 PM
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