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    By R.R. Heck

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    Through the night and down the path, where the moonbeams bathe and the lilies laugh. I was not sure of where I'd wandered, lost in thoughts deeply pondered. Walking night in dreaming dark that familiar feeling of uncertain spark.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherR.R. Heck
    Release dateJun 13, 2016
    ISBN9781311044532
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      Try - R.R. Heck

      Try

      by R.R. Heck

      Copyright 2016 R.R. Heck

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      Table of Contents

      Draught

      S(t)inging

      Must

      (st)Robe

      (sub)Merged

      (s)Tumble

      Flour

      Nono(nsense)

      Sliding fret

      War(rant)

      Quiet (s)talks

      Intrelude of Silence

      Silent matter

      (s)Peak

      Bit(ten)

      Wide

      (d)Rip

      Karma

      Dregs

      Pot

      SweetendSour

      Fever Panic Attack

      Wrought(ten)

      Loaf

      12

      Hark the Darkened Heart

      Devour(h)er

      (Re)Bound

      Climb

      Ride(r)

      Drop(pit)

      (Dev)Eyes

      (Re)Stored

      (RE)Turn

      (s)Ours

      (s)Toned

      Amber Ember

      (dr)Owned

      (d)Rape

      (bl)Eat

      (p)Luck

      (free)Dumb

      Flow(er)

      (in)Ward

      (fl)Aim

      (s)Trait

      (c)Over

      (s)Allow

      (tr)Ade

      (p)Arch

      Sparse

      (c)Rave

      (ulu)Late

      (g)Rasp

      (in)Side

      Thank You

      About the Poet

      Draught

      I draw on that fire

      once liquid desire

      vibing upon the long drive

      I pull strings

      I pluck you to dance

      stigmated formulas

      derived from the original

      shadow of

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