Little too literary 
Exquisite pain of visionaries 
scalding spray of mercenaries 
losing wars on aviaries

I was a dreamer once
Now I'm just a dream catcher
I was a dreamer once 
now I'm just an ex pastor
Fingers feeling the lines 
where a collar chafed for decades 
like a leatherneck
saving my voice from demons
but it was all a wartime ruse ;
ideas rusting in disuse

we spent lif...

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