http://slow.writerscafe.org/Vegetius The original writings of author M. Amphet Salt en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776017943 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 My wingless bird, you fill my heart with concreteYou give me so much graying mortarAnd bring me lime at the end of each setting sun. Don’t dry my blurred lines today Your rusted eyes are like the clouded skiesFor your rebar below your shows throughYour silken.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vegetius/1236261/ Oh. My. God! He it Cums- http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vegetius/1179001/ In this place, youhave to come in, do your eight and hit the gate.  Let the words of mockery go in one ear, andout the other, or the serpent's tongue will lash wounds that cause a morevirulent infection on your emotional pride than the whip can on strip from flesh.  These continu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Vegetius/1129108/