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Monday, August 3, 2015
For all we know
For all we know...
were death's lie so...
to set us free...
but this is not the way...
for death, itself will die...
while quick...
shall ever be...
Written by Bruce James Clyde 2015
Art: Angel of death, oil on canvas
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