WAR
WAR The clowns and the names Run together calico flames In a garden of epitaphs Bowed beneath trees the staff Crooked with notes dead in throats Golems cracked by the...
Read MoreVisiting Peggy at the Cayuga Ridge Extended Care “Nobody feels any painâ€â€”Bob Dylan, Laureate Sang and Peggy lies at the bottom of a painless Corridor draped in...
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