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    Miles of asphalt disappear beneath the hungrily spinning wheels of our car and the crinkled foliage that lines the highway beyond the loose gravel of the shoulder Is spun into a blur of speckled shades of grey; Painted lines on the road shine back in the glare of the headlights- the only guid...
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    Within are the silently spinning cogs of his broken mind his eyes- portals into the decay: windows through which I witness the destruction that has befallen his beautiful cerebrum Without are the quiet trembles of fragile hands the slackness of the muscles in his jaw fine lines fast becomin...
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    In the quiet haze of the morning light of a day not yet come to pass The hours poised like unborn babies in the womb And myself engulfed in the mystery of what I know but cannot see Rustling branches attach their whispers to my memories Of things past and other mornings in the dapples shadows of...
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    In the placid atmosphere of the end of night as it awaits the coming of dawn: In the shadow of the sycamore in whose branches your grandfathers perished: In the light of the angel wings of the messengers from a God I do not know: In the lingering chill of glory built upon the decaying flesh of th...
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    What is forgetting but the passing of a day the colors of sunrise fading into those of dusk What is forgetting but a human life fleeting, ephemeral, silent What is forgetting but a wisp of cloud merging and falling to parched soil in heavy drops so like angel tears...
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    And what comes to pass after the last wind blows after the last dry leaf is blown away? What comes to pass after the last cloud drifts away after the stars wink out when the day is done? What comes to pass as the last footprint dries in the mud and a sweeping wave clatters ashore to fill ...
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