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Monthly Archives: June 2008
The Gift
THE GIFT Today is all my bygone days this evening is the dawn of my eternity, of loving faces, smiling eyes of touching fingers sliding carefree down the mossy slopes of always never. Only then, … Continue reading
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NEW DAY
NEW DAY This first pale ribbon weaves a range of hills – slowly the morning light conceives a multitude of forms – retrieves a certainty from the dark night’s womb. Seized by the silent sun … Continue reading
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