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Words and Art

Childhood’s Retreat It’s in the perilous boughs of the tree out of blue sky    the wind sings loudest surrounding me. And solitude,   a wild solitude ’s reveald,   fearfully,   high     I’d climb into the shaking uncertainties, part out of … Continue reading

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