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2025.03.11

  • Craig Van Ravens
  • Mar 10
  • 1 min read

I wear with pride a tattered cloth hat as my golden crown,

For I never wanted heavy metal to snub my face to frown.

 

And a clothen crown allows me openness to the cosmos,

By walking warm earth to renew, the worker’s daily living.

 
 
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