longSunday
bells toll grey Eastersmoke
soaking up dust a hermetic watchful & mourning eye
guides the souls of men & women
passing through frail, faint faith
- See: Poetry
Sunday, April 16, 2006
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What you alter in the remembering has yet a reality, known or not. - Cormac McCarthy
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