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OH MY GOD!!! Assemble all the gods we’ve built, stand them in a line, then walk along the corridor and ponder which is yours, which is mine? Dragons, stoics, satyrs, saints, all stony faced with colored paints. Some in regal pompous robes others missing all their clothes. Fierce and sullen, sour faced one look to put you in your place, kind and gentle, bended knee promising to set you free. Ogre sneers on giant cats, fat and sassy spoiled brats. These are the gods we have created. Thank God they never met - and mated. John G. Lawless

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Date: 8/18/2014 3:06:00 PM
Is it really prose. Feels like something else!
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Date: 8/18/2014 3:05:00 PM
oh my gosh, this is SPLENDID!!!! I love it. FAVE
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