Wednesday, September 3, 2014

Bonfire Comments

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My love of sluggish times more to my reckoning days,
Erased of all forms, such darkling insights to bewail the night,
That unnerved blood in vein, of ages that are dead;
Perhaps in solace of compounded clay my haggard bones,
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Naveed Khalid
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