Wasson Poems - Poems about Wasson

...Trees swaying in the cold November breeze, as I ascended up the hill a brown path, a dull line drawn across the two sides of grassy green Moses parting the sea I walking, splitting the ......

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...You know In my life I have loved And I have been loved I have hated And I have been hated I have tried to kill And I have had others try to kill me I have lead others into addiction And I ha......

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...If we listen to the wind will we hear the call? What of the years we spent “Back against the wall” Years they come and they go “All is the same” When you find yourself with a number for a name ......

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