March 7, 2015

One of the 98

By sjlavery

Old times.
New times.
Sitting around the fire.
One of the 98 my friend.
One of gods chosen ones.

A level field of yellow corn.
A magic lantern show.
Zero meaning and reeling forward.
One of the 98 my friend.
One of the ones you know.

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