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He no longer feels the cold of night, he cares nothing for this wasteland, or that he has become nameless in this casual ... |
| |  He no longer feels the cold of night, he cares nothing for this wasteland, or that he has become nameless in this casual ...$300 He no longer feels the cold of night, he cares nothing for this wasteland, or that he has become nameless in this casual open-air graveyard. Not even the stars bother to greet him.
But from his decaying body new life rejoices.
© 2019 By Duane Kirby Jensen,
9 x 12 watercolor, ink, and graphite on watercolor paper. Be the first to post a comment.
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