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  • by Michael Plante In the city of lakesa raven sitslistening to misguided people.The early morning dew glistens by the rays of the sun“Go away”, the raven grunks,“Go away”. Verbal litter echo the forestwhere silence is vital to success.Words softly spokenbarely a whispermindful reason to exist.A snapped twig stirs justicecunning muse draws attention“You should have left”,…

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  • Clouds Rest

    by Michael Plante I’m an old man in a roomreminiscing in memories;the cheap cracked floral wallpaperand the smell of old peopleis certainly a reality I could do without. It is not death I wait forit is the warm summer windfrom the land wherespirit people riseand haunting screams from our past comes alive.It is that I…

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  • The Trickle-Down Effect

    by Michael Plante You can do anything.You are only limited by your own restrictions. Inhibitions disappear when the first step is taken. Confidence arrives and the incurred momentum forces you towards desired results. Once accomplished, a sense of pride is rewarded. Even when the result is not entirely what was expected you can say, “I…

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  • Happy Canada Day

    by Michael Plante HAPPY CANADA DAY! What Real Freedom Is You’re not likely to walk into someone’s home and call it shit just because it doesn’t meet your standards. More than likely you’ll just get up and leave. So don’t call the country I live in shit, just get up and leave. Addicts understand that…

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  • On Calm Waters

    by Michael Plante “Our journey together has drawn to its conclusion.I leave you here and surrender my vessel.By end of light and tomorrow’s new riseI enter the realm of death.What you carry will determine the depth of your wakeso be careful who you let on board” The old man winked at methen turned away and…

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