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My stories

Big Daddy

But the little dog does not give up. His terrier instinct gets the better of him.

Rik Clay, killed

Your voice touched us, Rik Clay. You opened the doors to deeper understanding. Your thoughts overlapped and crystallized reality. As with loud speakers you reached far out into consciousness.

Deep within

You squat when you're squatting in an empty house, to check its electrics, for that's how it shows what it's worth, and trace the currents that flow through its wires, to proof

Guardian angels

Guardians of the tree of life or winged goddesses of Egypt, from Sumeria to Babylon and beyond you are known moving between heaven and earth, fusers of dimensions, who instruct,
Cherry

Retrace me

No need for lock and key where I go shadow-less. Torn into blue my shade, mangled and frayed, away from do and don’t I disobeyed. No trace of the old house, the winding road, the gate.

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