The Hollow Ones Poem by Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)

The Hollow Ones

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Freaky New Zealand neigh
egoists echoing emptiness.
It would be alright perhaps
had they something to say.

Perception to precision say it.
Something real profoundly new.
Revelation of Creation writ.
Some do. Seek the vision true.


Copyright © Terence George Craddock

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