VIGILANT FAITH
(c) Troy Jones 2002 As the Black Spider stalks its prey the Eagle glides on the edge of the day. Confined within the boundaries of life a struggle is spawned to survive the night. An absence of light grows with the suns fade. Chills of silence express the image of rage. The Eagle strikes at the punctilious murder, (the spider escapes). Foiling the ambush intended, with grace.
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I'm here to learn how to love and to learn how to be loved. -Troy Jones on the meaning of life.
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