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By Jack Joseph Smith
And wisdom walks way away
today
wondered
Sacrifice:
There stars seek light
Here a sun seeks shadow
A ground swell is human
it is nature inch by inch
When there is no place to set the table
Lost is simply a dish on the street,
even better a pan in the wood
Watching through black lips,.
wings knached and singled through seaver:
Left flapping the subterranean,,
with the whore having one way to walk,,
while her user has two
It is only that when glory ceases to exist,
getting up in the morning,
is done on purpose.
The monster went with the process to appear
Canter across the green facing fences risen
I took a black cloth and wrong out the swett
The water was the same, no clolor, maybe
some yellow, the cloth stayed.
A sign on the rack
I thought it might help me between my teeth
as I get wriped, will work good with worry
Them I realized that if all matter dosent
bleed; sacrifice is nothing to tell them.