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Random First Lines:Lansen, a broke 22 year old man, on a run from banks and cops starts seeing weird stuff around his environment. Just as he thought his life could... » Read
In the when the sun has gone down behind the trees, thoughts come, like friends or like foes, to disturb the corridors of peace. This poem is the captured thoughts of such an evening and is intended to celebrate the randomness of ideas as they occur, and their connectivity.