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Wednesday, February 21, 2018
To Be
For, as ye sit and ye slay...in darkness, so are ye, and cannot see yeself. Come intae the light, dear ones, drear ones. Come intae the light...'to be'.
Smile!
Written by Bruce James Clyde, at Deming, New Mexico
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