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 "her path to integrity"

"brimstone and red hoods"


as the wind spreads open
for me to walk through,
the eagle parts his wings and screams.
splintered voices echo
and cross the moon
as i tread ground mortal
onto the memory that
is a vein of silver and
mirrors of brimstone
and red hoods.




`t. imaan tretchicovmanicova
26sept07
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