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Mr. Peter Street’s poems empathize like mercury on porcelain the future re-scuplted from remnants and shreds of a past torn and lost forever. Simple and bittersweet beauty chipped, brushed and cuddled Anthropologically from the ruins of the worst that mankind might pound from those not dissimilar to himself. The Horror of Hell nurtured back to bloom.
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