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Bridgeheads Poems - Poems about Bridgeheads


Premium Member Traversing this realm of consciousness, where the sun is a stranger
...Traversing this realm of consciousness, where the sun is a stranger, Some stuff their ears with gales of light, fleeing from themselves, But there are souls whose song thrives under the moon, scorn......

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Categories: bridgeheads, fantasy,
Form: Free verse

Book: Reflection on the Important Things