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Wednesday, June 14, 2006

The Pack

Rain gathers on blue chips
of sunbeams.
Wolves run on the
edge of flaming fields
as moonlite burns their dusty trail.
Fractured phantoms dwell
in empty ruins , their heartbeats
pounding in the rain..
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