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Fiction Spun TruthA Poem by Audra BurwellHow many of our memories are unfetteredWith authenticity, and how many have becomeDistorted by time, suppressed and rewritten?To speak truth is a libe.. |
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The WordsmithA Poem by Audra BurwellInks spills on aged vellum,A tidal wave of obsidian eternity,Glittering black like the witheredAnd worn soul of its dying creator.There is a desperati.. |
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