Locomotions Poems - Poems about Locomotions

...Which one can muster? now? lines red, blue, black ... in colours oblivions? always same metamorphosis like a shepherd of one sheep who has colours to brush it to consternation if out......

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...I have an outside RightBrain dominant thalamus to watch and listen to, to feel confluent and resonant with, to love, as parent with child, yet this is more of a mutual-mentoring of notsad-notsa......

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...Irony bit its lip, as the blood of tears.... Seventeen years of age and but a child still; lost amid the daze; haze?! Standing in front of the silver glass, this somewhat handsome young lad ......

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