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The Scoffing Sun
Cynthia E. Jones
| Complete madness, all of my days with no clouds to carry me. I have only this... a fable of truth... the scoffing sun There is no way to escape its laughter and mockery. How can I get away from mine thine enemy... the scoffing sun My midnights bring relief but even then I can not sleep as the days are still fresh and memories clearly of... the scoffing sun There, when morning do I rise and hope for something new but never is, and all I know is more of this, the scoffing sun Copyright 2006 Cynthia E. Jones |
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