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Spin and Spun

Yesterday and today I watched the cycle Resume The speed of modernity Seems almost…breathless Reduces the circle Solidifies perspective Until…there’s none But the cycle continues… With minds and hearts Infected Merely collateral The never-ending spin The lies that are spun … Continue reading

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To Coin a Day

A day has another side Think of a coin Lying on the ground Quietly Undisturbed by passersby Like a shadow in the sun Now you see it Then, it’s gone…   Thatcher Doran

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