Gentlemen of the Cotton Towns

     I had flown with the best of them,

Fresh faces – lean with a look of hunger

And all to do their bit for Queen and Country,

I had leapt too,

Felt the mighty currents of air

Roar through my ears at terminal velocity

And I could run like the very wind itself,

And I had walked with comrades

On grounds that could take...

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                                                            Fortune of Tears

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            It is so harsh,

Cuts like the thinnest sliver of glass,

Meandering easily straight towards

Where melancholy has been my life-long past;

     An attrition of war with no real place to go even though,

They say wounds are to heal with time,

The scab on ...

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