open day upon thought of hands
scars tell truth stranger than lies
same blue green spirit
behind human and animal eyes
almost meditated to sleep
during bullet hole tattoo
100 miles an hour
won't slow down the anger
dark doesn't say or hear
i'm sorry
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I read your piece As the road began to dry. I don't believe we have met, but I love you writings. Thank you Liz LaMac
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