Stallions of the night, beaming down remorsely A distant trumpet, heed? They do not. A mind alone, a mind as one The working one, the thing they shun. Terror is, terror was, something a callin from the

Secular structure of matter The molecular texture I gather. A fool’s molecules An element’s development. Just a mundane plane Of existence. ...oh by the way, I am a BTCCORE enforcer..

Book One in the Darkmon Saga: Dark Paladin Now on the Internet in the Amazon library. 4/20/98 For Immediate Release 4/20/98 Maryland Local Author Publishes “Virtual” Book The subject of this first work

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( ...you wonder of coincidence and it seems to have a life of its own...case in point of an interesting (article)piece of history delved in deeply not so long ago by someone who will be credited but not

Visions of 20/20 was once there A kid of keen perception, of seeing. The eyes are duller now Yet more powerful then the night. The continents are more clear And the craters on the moon. Is it any wonder