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    Goddess, The Fantasy, The Dream And The Reality

    Spent, exhausted with this heartfelt feeling that I must
    journey forth, representative of cosmic dust;
    I, stranded creature on this planet set to roam
    in midst of strangers far, far from my hearth and home;
    drift boldly into night's dark with defiant vow,
    epic oath to live for her life, the here and now!

    Recalling memories of dwarf moons and swirling storms,
    goddess that once loved and held me in her tender arms;
    eyes that shown with intensity of wanton desires
    hot lips, that imbued in me eternal love's fires;
    desperate need to live up to her expectations,
    Hopeful I flew, into this far flung constellation!

    On lonesome trails, haunting dreams invade my sad nights
    nightmares, foes hellbent on stealing any delights;
    recalled moments of her warm kisses and touch
    stretching out of her arms saying, "Ï love you this much";
    that smile, beaming bright as any celestial star,
    her sincerely saying, "I love you as you are"!

    Now lost, wandering through this world of colossal seas,
    I, the traveler now issue sincerest of pleas;
    with but one aim, to return to her radiant glow
    race onward, with Time still and a fate I do not know;
    should intensity of desire create a way back,
    I'd never leave, my goddess in her deep forested shack!

    Robert J. Lindley,
    10-13-2017
    (Rhyme in 300)


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    What Bitter Dregs Of This World Lights Your Fires

    What bitter dregs of this world lights your fires
    Gift red-hot embers in your "hidden desires"?
    What masquerading treasures forced you to leap
    From innocent bliss, into world's trash heap?
    Could it have been, weakness born from despair
    Lust and Greed-- That most common, blackest pair?

    Why should I, write pleasing you with pretty words,
    Send images of Nature, flowers, rainbow birds?
    When such would make me willing ally to fraud
    Lost hippie led astray, sadden and bald.
    Nay! Such vanity simply would not do!
    Once barefoot and lost, I found my right shoe!

    Now when we both understand, this new exchange
    Let us travel forth in this wide open range!
    Water our white horses and feed old, tired mules
    Throw away our caveman clubs, pick new tools.
    Sit to talk, and have fire burning feast
    No longer foes, blinded by that dark beast!

    O' that bold, soul-slashing words should ring your bell
    Save you from darkness and world's malignant Hell.
    Should not a poet, savagely break new ground
    Paint with naked truth and utter new sound?
    If not, what virgin ground should his pen plow
    That would matter, in the here and the now?

    What bitter dregs of this world lights your fires
    Gift red-hot embers in your "hidden desires"?
    What masquerading treasures forced you to leap
    From innocent bliss, into world's trash heap?
    Could it have been, weakness born from despair
    Lust and Greed -- That most common, blackest pair?

    Robert J. Lindley,
    11-02-2017
    Rhyme( in 11/10)
    Subject- Poetry, Pen and a hard Truth.

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    Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2017
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    Old Man's Promise To See And Hold Her Yet Again
    (PART ONE)

    He was now an old man but he could get around
    No youthful spring in his gate but life was still there
    Each morn he walked to the park saw the same grounds
    With the same thought, would he soon see his lover fair
    He knew some twenty years now, she has been passed on
    Yet in heart of hearts he knew again he would see
    Her blues eyes and smile that said, you are not alone
    Her standing under their favorite white oak tree

    Morn was different, shadows danced in his way
    He was tired before he sat in the last park chair
    Something strange, no small squirrels waited there to play
    And then came a gloom that that smelled of dark despair
    He saw a tall figure waiting, all dressed in black
    Heard evil winds blow and saw that sinister grin
    Now it was too late, for him there was no way back
    There stood the hellish beast that brought death to all men

    With stoic courage, he asked if his time had come
    Reply came, yes thy mortal flesh will be no more
    I grant one request, perhaps a shot of red-rum
    Soon thy spirit shall arrive on another shore
    The old man thought and remembered his promise made
    How time had came, to see his beloved again
    Beneath that white oak and kiss her in its cool shade
    In a flash, there she came, back to the land of men

    Robert J. Lindley, 11-27-2017


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    Quote Originally Posted by Tyr-Ziu Saxnot View Post
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    Whisper Softly To Me Again As You Fade

    No more stones, my dinner plate is too full
    my teeth broken on that hardened black heart
    Broke, heavy iron chain you loved to pull
    dead, tired old horse that dragged your evil cart

    Whisper softly to me again as you fade
    from this misery-meal your deceptions made

    No more rocks, I am wise and older
    I see pitch black upon your angel wings
    I need sweet companion just to hold her
    spirit that makes my soul feel as it sings

    Whisper softly to me again as you fade
    from this misery-meal your deceptions made

    No more deep cuts, your knife is getting dull
    waves of blues eat deeper into my brain
    Holes you drilled into this tired sleeping skull
    birthed dark echoes with each sharp aching pain

    Whisper softly to me again as you fade
    from this misery-meal your deceptions made

    No more stabs, wicked kind you do so well
    secrets we shared call out but I refuse
    Tender were kisses and sweeter your smell
    now darkness looms forth, one I did not choose

    Whisper softly to me again as you fade
    from this misery-meal your deceptions made

    No more crying, sad cries for your sweet love
    now fire burns hot, in this living Hell
    Mercy arrived today, from far above
    told me, see her as dust in a dry well

    Whisper softly to me again as you fade
    from this misery-meal your deceptions made

    No more shouts, soft words decorating you
    songs I wrote, in praise of our deep romance
    Foolish me, gave you much more than your due
    wrapped in love,so deep in a blind trance

    Whisper softly to me again as you fade
    from this misery-meal your deceptions made

    No more stones, my dinner plate is too full
    my teeth broken on that hardened black heart
    Broke, heavy iron chain you loved to pull
    dead, tired old horse that dragged your evil cart

    Whisper softly to me again as you fade
    from this misery-meal your deceptions made

    Robert J. Lindley, 05-19-2015 (previous-1976)
    edited and re-titled today, 2-20-2017

    Note: Rewrite from memory of a poem my ex-wife burned decades ago.
    ************************************************** *************

    New version in ten syllable verses.. 12-12-2017--Tyr

    Whisper Soft To Me Again As You Fade


    No more stones, my dinner plate is too full
    my teeth broken on that hardened black heart.
    Broke, heavy iron chain you loved to pull
    dead, tired old horse that dragged your evil cart.

    Whisper soft to me again as you fade
    from misery-meal your deceptions made.

    No more rocks, I am wiser and older
    I see pitch black upon your angel wings.
    I need sweet companion, just to hold her
    spirit that made my soul feel as it sings.

    Whisper soft to me again as you fade
    from misery-meal your deceptions made.

    No more deep cuts, your knife is getting dull
    waves of blues eat deeper into my brain.
    Holes you drilled into this tired sleeping skull
    birthed dark echoes with each sharp aching pain.

    Whisper soft to me again as you fade
    from misery-meal your deceptions made.

    No more stabs, wicked kind you do so well
    secrets we shared, call out but I refuse.
    Tender were kisses and sweeter your smell
    now darkness looms forth, one I did not choose.

    Whisper soft to me again as you fade
    from misery-meal your deceptions made.

    No more crying, sad cries for your sweet love
    now fire burns hot, in this living Hell.
    Mercy arrived today, from far above
    declaring, she is dust in a dry well.

    Whisper soft to me again as you fade
    from misery-meal your deceptions made.

    No more shouts, soft words decorating you
    songs I wrote, in praise of our deep romance.
    Foolish me, gave you much more than your due
    wrapped in love, so deep in that blind trance.

    Whisper soft to me again as you fade
    from misery-meal your deceptions made.

    No more stones, my dinner plate is too full
    my teeth broken on that hardened black heart.
    Broke, heavy iron chain you loved to pull
    dead, tired old horse that dragged your evil cart.

    Whisper soft to me again as you fade
    from misery-meal your deceptions made.

    ************************************************** ************************************************
    In process of composing, storing here now, to be sure it is not lost as has happened before! .. Tyr


    The Night Rudolph and Santa's Sled Got Stuck

    Twas' night before Christmas, Santa's sleigh was hard stuck
    but Christmas was saved by farmer Ted's mule, Ole Buck.
    With Rudolph exhausted, his nose still shining bright red
    team pulls hard, to deliver while kids sleep in bed!

    Bad blizzard had caught Santa and his famous team
    In fear reindeer cried, all was lost or so it seem
    Rushing, Santa landed in a snowbank that night
    his sleigh sinking deep, O' what a frightening sight!

    Santa yelled, "come on, we have to get this sleigh free"
    For all the world's children depend on you and me!
    An hour of pulling, the reindeer at greatest strain
    all to no avail, for not a foot could they gain!

    Just then Rudolph breaking down, let out loudest scream
    "Please, please help us, frëe dearest Santa's Christmas team"
    Ole buck, had heard through all that blizzard howling wind
    started braying loud for his master to help send!

    Farmer Ted bolted up, screeching screams he now heard
    through fierce howling winds, he caught Rudolph's pleading words.
    "Help, help, for the children and Christmas set us free"
    "All will be lost, no gifts will be under each tree"!

    In a flash out the door, to Buck's red barn he raced
    For to let Santa down now, he would be disgraced!
    Old buck was willing and ready, eager to go
    Out they ran in the blizzard wading the deep snow!

    Round the bend, far away upon the giant hill
    they saw Santa's hard stuck sleigh, O' what a great thrill
    Once there, they heard all the reindeer this loudly cheer
    Hurrah, we are saved, for Christmas is saved this year!

    With ole Buck hitched fast to Santa's stuck Christmas sleigh
    Buck and reindeer pulled, with Rudolph leading the way
    Santa cried, "free us, deliveries we must make"
    "Free us this snowy Christmas night for goodness sake"!

    With a hard grunt and a huge and mighty strong yank
    Santa's sleigh was freed, and they had Ole Buck to thank!
    Farmer Ted, gave all some warm chocolate to drink
    Buck the mule had saved all, who such would ever think?

    Santa then gave his blessings, thanking one and all
    saying, off we must fly, finish Christmas night's haul!
    With that said and a hearty and thankful goodbye
    Away they rose into that blizzard snowing sky!

    Farmer Ted walked Ole Buck back to this red barn
    Many have cried, this was all just a Christmas yarn
    That is until they go there and this they do find
    Sign Santa left, - " Here Ole Buck saved my fat behind"!

    Robert J. Lindley, 12-22-2017

    I wrote this today, both for Christmas, all its eager children and for my son's eleventh birthday tomorrow.
    Going to print it out and give it as another present to him that I so love with my all!!! -Tyr
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    Winter's Depths And Death

    old cold white tombstone
    autumn colors on the ground
    morn's glory silent

    Robert J. Lindley,
    2-14-2018
    Haiku ( Death is white cold, silent and lonely)

    Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2018


    NOTE- It has now been one year and two weeks since mother passed away. ( Death is white cold, silent and lonely)....... TYR


    Haiku
    Definition
    HAIKU (plural: haiku, from archaic Japanese): The term haiku is a fairly late addition to Japanese poetry. The poet Shiki coined the term in the nineteenth century from a longer, more traditional phrase, haikai renga no hokku ("the introductory lines of light linked verse"). To understand the haiku's history as a genre, peruse the vocabulary entries for its predecessors, the hokku and the haikai renga or renku.

    The haiku follows several conventions:

    (1) The traditional Japanese haiku consists of three lines. The first line contains five syllables, the second line contains seven, and the last line five. In Japanese, the syllables are further restricted in that each syllable must have three sound units (sound-components formed of a consonant, a vowel, and another consonant). The three unit-rule is usually ignored in English haiku, since English syllables vary in size much more than in Japanese. Furthermore, in English translation, this 5/7/5 syllable count is occasionally modified to three lines containing 6/7/6 syllables respectively, since English is not as "compact" as Japanese.

    (2) The traditional subject-matter is a Zen description of a location, natural phenomona, wildlife, or a common everyday occurrence. Insects and seasonal activities are particularly popular topics. If the subject-matter is something besides a scene from nature, or if it employs puns, elaborate symbols, or other forms of "cleverness," the poem is technically a senryu rather than a haiku. The point was that the imagery presents a "Zen snapshot" of the universe, setting aside logic and thought for a flash of intuitive insight. The haiku seeks to capture the qualities of experiencing the natural world uncluttered by "ideas." Often editors will talk about "the haiku moment"--that split second when we first experience something but before we begin to think about it. (In many ways, this idea might be contrasted usefully with the lyric moment in the English tradition of poetry; see lyric).

    (3) The haiku is always set during a particular season or month as indicated by a kigo, or traditional season-word. This brief (and often subtle) reference to a season or an object or activity associated with that time of year establishes the predominant mood of the poem.

    (4) It is striking a feature of the haiku that direct discussion of the poem's implications is forbidden, and symbolism or wordplay discouraged in a manner alien to Western poetry. The poet describes her subject in an unusual manner without making explicit commentary or explicit moral judgment. To convey such ideas, the genre often relies upon allusions to earlier haiku or implies a comparison between the natural setting and something else. Simplicity is more valued than "cleverness." Again, if the poet is being clever, using puns or symbols, the poem again is technically a senryu rather than a haiku.

    (5) The poet often presents the material under a nom de plume rather than using her own name--especially in older haiku.

    (6) Additionally, the haiku traditionally employ "the technique of cutting"--i.e., a division in thought between the earlier and later portions of the poem. (It is comparable to the volta of a sonnet). These two divisions must be able to stand independently from the other section, but each one must also enrich the reader's understanding of the other section. In English translation, this division is often indicated through punctuation marks such as a dash, colon, semicolon, or ellipsis.

    Here is an example of a haiku by a Western writer, James Kirkup:

    In the amber dusk
    Each island dreams its own night--
    The sea swarms with gold.
    The following poem serves as an example very loosely translated from Japanese:

    Yagate shinu
    Keshiki wa miezu
    Semi no koe
    [O cricket, from your cheery cry
    No one could ever guess
    How quickly you must die.]

    This example illustrates the haiku's lack of authorial commentary or explanation--the desire merely to present the experience of nature:

    Samidare wo
    Atsumete hayashi
    Mogami-gawa
    [Gathering all
    The rains of May
    The swift Mogami River.]

    Many Japanese poets have used the form, the two acknowledged masters being Bashó (a nom de plume for Matsuo Munefusa, 1644-94); and Kobayashi Issa (a nom de plume for Kobayashi Nobuyuki). The Imagist Movement in 20th century English literature has been profoundly influenced by haiku. The list of poets who attempted the haiku or admired the genre includes Ezra Pound, Amy Lowell, Robert Frost, Conrad Aiken, and W. B. Yeats. Contrast haiku with the tanka and the senryu. See also hokku, below, and haikai, above. See also kigo and imagism. You can click here to download a PDF handout summarizing this discussion of haiku, or you can click here to download PDF samples of haiku.
    Example

    An example of classic hokku by Bashô:
    an old pond—
    the sound of a frog jumping
    into water

    Another Bashô classic:
    the first cold shower;
    even the monkey seems to want
    a little coat of straw.
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    I've always liked Haiku and it's challenge. Alas I am no wordsmith and tend to express myself more with the expedience of profanity. Thank you sir for your contributions.
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    Looking At That Vast Mysterious Void

    rotten log green moss
    shadow glance eternity
    awesome red sunset

    Robert J. Lindley, 2-15-2018
    Haiku (When Time Stands Still)


    Note- Nature shows us so many things , if we but open our eyes to see.

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    Time And Ghostly Shadows

    rock fence in decay
    lost shepherds and green meadows
    old cars on freeways

    Robert J. Lindley, 4-01-2018
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    What Hemmingway Saw And Felt That Summer

    floor, rat eaten shoe
    fisherman and lake in tune
    dawn, eggs and bacon

    Robert J. Lindley, 4-04-2018
    Haiku, ( Life, Living and Time)


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    So This Was Sent, As Desperate Last Plea

    The apples were red, delicious are you
    You left my heart bled, for it once was true
    Now very far off, there you say are fine
    Some laugh and scoff, when I say she is mine

    Now you love and live, all without my touch
    Please will you forgive, love again as much
    Your future weds mine, you know that is true
    Will you make this fine, such is overdue

    Autumn' red leaves fall, once we tread their path
    Before your last call, venting your great wrath
    Come back and forgive, this heart aches anew
    Let us love and live, joined as one, we two.

    Each night my soul dreams, you sleep in my arms
    True love oft redeems, I so miss your charms

    Robert J. Lindley, August 22nd, 1980
    Sonnet, ( Love Lost in Grief)
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    When Darkness Glows, Imitating Bright Light

    Where smoking peaks rise, from hell's ever spreading and malignant fires;
    When far too oft sunny skies, find their shining blue glory is hidden
    What matters gaining treasured prize, if its blacken fruits are forbidden?


    Robert J. Lindley,
    6-6-2018


    Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2018


    Written for SilentOne's, maximum of 17 syllable each, three verse contest.
    Maximum syllable count to not exceed 51 syllables, but can be less.
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    18 U.S. Code § 2381-Treason Whoever, owing allegiance to the United States, levies war against them or adheres to their enemies, giving them aid and comfort within the United States or elsewhere, is guilty of treason and shall suffer death, or shall be imprisoned not less than five years and fined under this title but not less than $10,000; and shall be incapable of holding any office under the United States.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Tyr-Ziu Saxnot View Post

    The Night Rudolph and Santa's Sled Got Stuck

    Twas' night before Christmas, Santa's sleigh was hard stuck
    but Christmas was saved by farmer Ted's mule, Ole Buck.
    With Rudolph exhausted, his nose still shining bright red
    reindeer pulling hard, could not free that heavy sled!

    Bad blizzard had caught Santa and his famous team
    In fear reindeer cried, all was lost or so it seem
    Rushing, Santa landed in a snowbank that night
    his sled sinking deep, O' what a frightening sight!

    Santa yelled, "come on, we have to get this sled free"
    For all the world's children depend on you and me!
    An hour of pulling, the reindeer at greatest strain
    all to no avail, for not a foot could they gain!

    Just then Rudolph breaking down, let out loudest scream
    "Please, please help us, frëe dearest Santa's Christmas team"
    Ole buck, had heard through all that blizzard howling wind
    started braying loud for his master to help send!

    Farmer Ted bolted up, screeching screams he now heard
    through fierce howling winds, he caught Rudolph's pleading words.
    "Help, help, for the children and Christmas set us free"
    "All will be lost, no gifts will be under each tree"!

    In a flash out the door, to Buck's red barn he raced
    For to let Santa down now, he would be disgraced!
    Old buck was willing and ready, eager to go
    Out they ran in the blizzard wading the deep snow!

    Round the bend, far away upon the giant hill
    they saw Santa's hard stuck sleigh, O' what a great thrill
    Once there, they heard all the reindeer this loudly cheer
    Hurrah, we are saved, for Christmas is saved this year!

    With ole Buck hitched fast to Santa's stuck Christmas sled
    Buck and reindeer pulled, with Rudolph's nose shining red
    Santa cried, "free us, deliveries we must make"
    "Free us this snowy Christmas night for goodness sake"!

    With a hard grunt and a huge and mighty strong yank
    Santa's sled was freed, and they had Ole Buck to thank!
    Farmer Ted, gave all some warm chocolate to drink
    Buck the mule had saved all, who such would ever think?

    Santa then gave his blessings, thanking one and all
    saying, off we must fly, finish Christmas night's haul!
    With that said and a hearty and thankful goodbye
    Away they rose into that blizzard snowing sky!

    Farmer Ted walked Ole Buck back to this red barn
    Many have cried, this was all just a Christmas yarn
    That is until they go there and this they do find
    Sign Santa left, - " Here Ole Buck saved my fat behind"!

    Robert J. Lindley, 12-22-2017

    I wrote this today, both for Christmas, all its eager children and for my son's eleventh birthday tomorrow.
    Going to print it out and give it as another present to him that I so love with my all!!! -Tyr
    What a great idea for a Christmas poem. Love it

    Russ , I edited one word in my poem that you quoted. Thanks.. Tyr
    Last edited by Tyr-Ziu Saxnot; 06-12-2018 at 06:56 PM.
    Ecclesiastes 10:2 - A wise man's heart directs him to the right, but a foolish man's heart directs him to the left.
    Wise men don't need advice, and fools won't take it - Ben Franklin
    "It's not how you start, it's how you finish."

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    I think Try is extremely talented writer ... so many words brought together to evoke memories, ideas, fantasies and reality.

    Trust me ... I've tired and it takes me forever to mentally find right word to get my point across. His just seems flow out the end of the pen (or fingers on keyboard).

    If the freedom of speech is taken away
    then dumb and silent we may be led,
    like sheep to the slaughter.


    George Washington (1732-1799) First President of the USA.

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    When Red Sunset, Shines Its Brightest Inspiring Lights

    When morning glories glow, your closed heart opens again
    dawn's breaking light shows, a true faithful, loyal friend;
    can you then cleanse the hate from your embittered eyes
    open hard closed ears to hear this heart's saddest cries?
    Recall our friendship, and cherished years we both knew,
    remember we fought this dark world, just me and you!

    When red sunset, shines its brightest inspiring lights
    you feel that cool night's soft breeze, forget our big fights;
    see a future when we can dance under new stars
    forget the hard times, those bitterest of our scars!
    Hold to sworn vows, that united once tender souls,
    take a chance, toss the dice, see how it all rolls!

    If this poem sent, with its sadden heartfelt plea
    can repair the great damage, heal both you and me;
    send back this letter sealed with a red lipstick kiss
    write pretty love words, the ones that I dearly miss!
    Please meet me there at our favorite lakeside spot,
    sweet darling, give this broken man another shot!

    Recall our friendship, and cherished years we both knew,
    remember we fought this dark world, just me and you!
    Hold to sworn vows, that united once tender souls,
    take a chance, toss the dice see how it all rolls.
    Meet me Friday at our favorite lakeside spot,
    sweet darling, give this broken man another shot!

    Robert J. Lindley, 6-14-2018
    Rhyme, ( The Letter Sent)
    18 U.S. Code § 2381-Treason Whoever, owing allegiance to the United States, levies war against them or adheres to their enemies, giving them aid and comfort within the United States or elsewhere, is guilty of treason and shall suffer death, or shall be imprisoned not less than five years and fined under this title but not less than $10,000; and shall be incapable of holding any office under the United States.

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    Quote Originally Posted by SassyLady View Post
    I think Try is extremely talented writer ... so many words brought together to evoke memories, ideas, fantasies and reality.

    Trust me ... I've tired and it takes me forever to mentally find right word to get my point across. His just seems flow out the end of the pen (or fingers on keyboard).

    Well not always my friend. Most do but sometimes when I write to a contest theme given by the contest sponsor, I struggle a bit to stay within the contest requirements while still maintaining my own personal form/style and poetic principles.
    Such is especially true if the contest theme does not truly inspire the poet to write.
    AS TRUE INSPIRATION FUELS THE FIRES IN A POET'S HEART AND SOUL..
    WHICH I AM SURE THAT YOU ALREADY KNOW..-Tyr
    18 U.S. Code § 2381-Treason Whoever, owing allegiance to the United States, levies war against them or adheres to their enemies, giving them aid and comfort within the United States or elsewhere, is guilty of treason and shall suffer death, or shall be imprisoned not less than five years and fined under this title but not less than $10,000; and shall be incapable of holding any office under the United States.

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