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The Fleeting Motherlode
High minded but low brow,
and living the contradiction
of a greater truth
I'm caught between transcendence
and pontification
my pockets ladened
with a traitor's silver
-in search of gold
(Dreamsleep: December, 2021)
and living the contradiction
of a greater truth
I'm caught between transcendence
and pontification
my pockets ladened
with a traitor's silver
-in search of gold
(Dreamsleep: December, 2021)
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The Fleeting Motherlode
The Fleeting Motherlode