Tuesday, February 21, 2006
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A mortared prison, stained per my array,
No windows there may peer or look ahead,
All panes made blank by muted memory,
And as such seals may set, no visions thread
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David Zvekic
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Linda Hepner
21 February 2006
Strong and disturbing. The imprisoned soul can be darker than actual prison walls. Time brings light, eventually, that the eyes can bear. If there is time.
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In barren corridors, I cannot test, For open eyes, the light, can't bear to see The night, much more than day, does spend my rest, The sheild of power