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LIFE IS DUST
Her eyes would glaze over,
a slurring of speech
some hazardous moments
an unnatural breech.
Soon she declined
deprived of sound mind, and who knows
what images lay there behind.
Within some months she was carried off
peremptorily by unseen forces.
In the darkness the answer lay
the divine intervention of counterplay.
Now the daughters have taken over, the hous...
Thursday 16th July 2015 9:15 pm
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