Death Rides a Stick Horse
Written: by Tom Wright
6/12/2018
Protected by the haven of calm, some gloss of life yet remains,
But much has scampered to a place called past,
Leaving us nearing the age void of remembrance;
In each life, clemency’s hand is ever present,
As death lurks in the shadows perfecting its somber tune,
And announcing boldly your...
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