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Matthew Johnson
    Sports Editor

Bring me your stories, and I will be your keeper of tales.

From your towers damselled in distressed,

Let me scribble not theirs, but your escaped lores and fables.

Away from everywhere, in the midst of this empty, plastic domain,

Paint me your passionate parables impressed on your purpose

For I will stain and dye your untamed spectacles on chronicled lines.

Share with me those long walks in autumn,

Where the golden trees hang like mythic shadows.

Or perhaps where you dropped those last pieces of leaves

In those metropolitan cities, where language is wordless.

Allow me to capture those welling tears of that unblinking martyr.

Tell me His Kingdom, as in Heaven has come. Tell me that God is dead and done.

For I will seek what you abandoned to hide,

And bring your double identity to light.

Let me linger in your abandoned howls from midsummer, from beginning to October end,

As this weary patience dangles on the fringe of explosions, without escape!

For in all the crumblings of the tellings and findings of what you thought you knew,

I will scratch your adventures of living proof for a world and heaven complete,

But all I ask, is that you please continue…

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