Inner voicesA Poem by Raymond FederleListening withinHere is where the soul of the World's eternity is laid to rest. Where immortality is decided at whim. Mists of misfortune finger their way across the desolate surface of my skull in search of a new master. Throughout and within the memorials of antiquity they cry, resonating a soft sorrowful song that only I can hear. © 2014 Raymond FederleReviews
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5 Reviews Added on December 17, 2013 Last Updated on November 4, 2014 AuthorRaymond FederleCumberland, MDAboutI've always been a jack of all trades. I've been a poet, author, social commentator, comedian, online gamer, pod cast host, and Youtuber. I've had a class A license to drive semi truck over the road. .. more.. |

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