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real light speed Ankle deep in snow, fence bound Gazing upon my nocturnal retreat. Solace for my soul, my imagination is Unbound. Free to run with the dark Zephyrs, Share in their determination, in their exhilaration and intent.</p><p id="0148">Speeding beyond light and compression.</p><p id="c1eb">More Poetry</p><p id="0067"><a href="https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0

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1MSGZHZW/ref=cm_sw_r_fm_apa_63E0E2XVZCM7B3HZX2K7">Zombie Bait: Pieces of my Brain</a> for you to Digest. A book of poems by McLaughlin</p><p id="e826"><a href="https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01MSGZHZW/ref=cm_sw_r_fm_apa_63E0E2XVZCM7B3HZX2K7">Zombie Bait 2: More Bits</a> by Tom McLaughlin</p><p id="6f54">@ vulturewriter on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram</p></article></body>

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By the light of the three-quarter moon, My own peace and serenity realized. From that moon, ethereal light speed Ankle deep in snow, fence bound Gazing upon my nocturnal retreat. Solace for my soul, my imagination is Unbound. Free to run with the dark Zephyrs, Share in their determination, in their exhilaration and intent.

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Zombie Bait: Pieces of my Brain for you to Digest. A book of poems by McLaughlin

Zombie Bait 2: More Bits by Tom McLaughlin

@ vulturewriter on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram

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