Sunday, May 6, 2007
FOR YOUR GENTLE, OR NOT SO GENTLE CONSIDERATION...
SUNDAY SILENCE Storms have passed, Sunday, silent and alone, Only the wind breaks air, Far, far from home am I, Here I sit, for rest, solitude, Not choice, but cold necessity, A cruel mistress if ever was, Removed from land and kin, All to serve greed of others, Much taken, dreams remain, Upon these...
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