Red wine like warm blood
flowed from our glasses.
Invigorating finely tuned senses
where race inherited memory reclined.
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Gold Finances Possessions
are not true wealth.
Give them to a dog the dog
does not care.
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It’s a small town.
It’s only a suburb.
But it’s a nice suburb.
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As night veils known land
so God veils
the unseen mysteries to man.
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Across black boundless void
spins cosmic dust
upon shining solar wind.
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That which was
is and always will be.
Nothing is ever lost.
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Like a fresh
sweet flower
to soon it is
for thee to wilt.
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