Tuesday, August 31, 2010

In The Failing Memories Comments

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Awash in the glories of a hidden sanctuary,
The sun beating down its feisty gold,
I carried you out into the waves and your tiny brown
Body conformed to me, having to trust because
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Robert Rorabeck
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