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    I Am the Spear: An Anthology of the Early Works of Edgar Alexander Lara
    I Am the Spear: An Anthology of the Early Works of Edgar Alexander Lara
    I Am the Spear: An Anthology of the Early Works of Edgar Alexander Lara
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    I Am the Spear: An Anthology of the Early Works of Edgar Alexander Lara

    By Edgar Alexander Lara

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    This volume is a collection of writings from a period of over seven years. Although most contain rhyme and are meant to be poetry, some are just thoughts. Written down in the time that my mind composed them, unfiltered and unedited. You may not relate to all, since the youthful mind is an ever-changing landscape. There is not a specific way to read this text, you may start anywhere within these pages and end anyplace you like.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherXlibris US
    Release dateMay 29, 2012
    ISBN9781477115749
    I Am the Spear: An Anthology of the Early Works of Edgar Alexander Lara
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    Edgar Alexander Lara

    Edgar Alexander Lara lives in southern California with his wife, Maricela, and son, Ivan. He spends most of his time reading, drumming, painting and doing murals for schools in his area. He began creating at the age of thirteen and continues until this day, writing poetry, lyrics, and critiques on humankind.

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      I Am the Spear - Edgar Alexander Lara

      Copyright © 2012 by Edgar Alexander Lara.

      ISBN:          Softcover                                 978-1-4771-1573-2

                         Ebook                                      978-1-4771-1574-9

      All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the copyright owner.

      To order additional copies of this book, contact:

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      CONTENTS

      The Door

      Eastern Prophecy

      Western Wisdom

      A Rider’s Fatal Plunge

      Broken Mustang

      Re-live

      Fallen

      Be True

      Thee Banshee

      Parallel

      Rest Until Fall

      Mar y Cielo

      Hide

      I once spoke of oranges.

      Grim Reverie of Flight Once Lost

      Absence of Ingenuity

      Past

      Emotion Spectrum

      Violet America

      Psilocybin Reminiscence

      Verb

      Our World Beneath

      Ameles Potamos

      Luna Sea

      La Luna

      Savage Sabbaths

      People Talk

      Like a Patch

      Children of Today

      Our Dishonesty

      The Sound Of

      In What Sense

      Change

      Natural Order

      Temple

      Now That We Have parted

      Lost in the Labyrinth

      Dropping Knowledge

      If the Harlequin is Queen, Then the Jester is King

      Cup of Tea

      Yo Soy

      Ripping Heart Chords

      Within my Head, Between my Brain, Inside my Mind

      A Means to a Friend

      Cross Fire

      IF

      Sueño del Sermón

      Encarcelado

      The Elder say’s to the Youth:

      Revive

      Craters in the Conscience

      Being-Human

      Celestial Phoenix

      Toadstool Nostalgia

      Ode to Ivan

      Obsidian of the Ancients

      I am the Spear

      I AM THE SPEAR:

      AN ANTHOLOGY

      OF THE EARLY WORKS OF

      EDGAR ALEXANDER LARA

      This book is dedicated to the reader.

      The one who takes the time to dig through these pages,

      And finds hope, understanding, and

      Possibly a sense of peace.

      Open your mind.

      Look into my eyes.

      Don’t try to refrain.

      Remove the disguise.

      Awaken

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