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Joined: February 2023 Last seen: 1 year ago

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What Dreams May Come ( all rights reserved ) What of the quintessence of dust When one's life is a bust. In that sleep of death what dreams may come When you are a few ounces of ash in a box full of bums. Majestic fools fretted by golden desires. Being disposed of as the law requires. ... – *by Michael Gilheany*	18 Views added 1 year ago	Rating
The Letter ( All rights reserved ) The letter What an unpleasant device. Before opening I always think twice. What the fuck is in there ? The intentions are rarely clear. When thee is a sign no matter how benign It often masks something far more malignant. What to do... – *by Michael Gilheany*	9 Views added 1 year ago	Rating

What Dreams May Come ( all rights reserved )

What of the quintessence of dust
When one's life is a bust.
In that sleep of death what dreams may come
When you are a few ounces of ash in a box full of bums.
Majestic fools fretted by golden desires.
Being disposed of as the law requires.
...

– by Michael Gilheany

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The Letter ( All rights reserved )

The letter
What an unpleasant device.
Before opening I always think twice.
What the fuck is in there ?

The intentions are rarely clear.
When thee is a sign
no matter how benign
It often masks something
far more malignant.

What to do...

– by Michael Gilheany

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added 1 year ago

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