Recipients of silver shiny cyber tin 
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Prism points in
Fairy tale tremors of -
There is no voice without an ear
Nor precious stone in silenced fear. -
Trampled on by social grace,
Kindness lost in empty space, -
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Querulous moans in tones of brick hull.
Thick skull stubborn in our stand for self pity. -
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ice wind blows in gusts
welcomes winter in dry birth -
Speed dial God--No emergency, no urgency.
Just a friendly warm hello and a smile. -
Original sin-
Not so original. -
Indication-
Defeated. -
haphazard hobo reeking dollar store mouthwash
sorting through the garbage blown to the corner -
Rode the information highway as if it were a train
Woody Guthrie in my pocket, Jesus on a chain. -
My first best friend was second grade.
No doubt forever had I stayed
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