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The Legitimacy of the Primrose

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The Legitimacy of the Primrose Let the sceptics murmur in their dust, and let the ancient scrub push back with all its thorns and bitter sap. For today, beneath the unblinking southern glare, a quiet yellow coronal unfolds— an exile’s ark rooted in stolen loam. In the hush of this fragile petal, the mother country reaches across the abyss, pressing her wax, her law, her cold memory deep into the red stone, and claims the silence as her own. My YouTube Music Station:   https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCrxQKZRnAka3dliF7lp1-Ow Be Creative and Innovative with Knowledge John Bennett - AKA JJFBbennett , is an independent artist. You can view and subscribe to my work via  Blogger , YouTube , Flicker , Facebook , Instagram and Deviant Art .  To support my art, feel free to  become a subscribed member via Patreon donate via JJFBbennett through PayPal    Copyright This artwork is protected by U.S. and International copyright laws . Distribution and/or modi...
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A Leader needs a Dog

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As the sun set and the world became soaked in a blend of golden and red hues, a dog sat and waited silently for his Leader, reflecting on past battles against foes and mighty wins. The world moved dizzily as noble battles fought in the hidden corners of his soul: despair, hope, and the relentless pursuit of truth.

With knowing eyes, the loyal dog stood on guard in an unspoken pact of guardianship and love — a sacred ritual in refusing to admit farewell. 

As darkness fell, the dog stood against the backdrop of an ever-changing world. He stood in dignity, a silent sentinel, a guardian of a bygone era etched into his eyes.


A Leader Needs a Dog: The Dark Jazz Chronicles


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Discover a compelling narrative woven around a silent canine sentinel against a backdrop of spectral shadows and ethereal light. Dive into a story that explores the essence of companionship and the unspoken bonds that guide us through life's obscured paths.


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Canine companionship, Twilight vigil, Sentinel dog, Companionship in darkness, Breaking free, Unspoken bonds, Life's journey, Canine guardian, Shadows and light, Canine loyalty, Guide through darkness, Silent companionship






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