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Chardust

My eyes been burnt.

A layer of chardust remains.

The dim view.

Damn johnson grass made a cut.
Left leg left bleeding from the injury.
It stings and you know life.
It heals and you know death.



The Cuckoo's Nest

  The loopy, the droopy, the sad, the mad.   The unfortunate brains, stained and in flames.   With no hope, just mope, no laugh at a good jo...