Monday, December 12, 2016
Lines Of Ink Xii Comments
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the Devil was an angel once
the wise man was a dunce
Love may transmute to hate
the rushed moment will wait
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7/26/2025 9:08:39 AM # 1.0.0
There is a lot of truth in this poem. the Devil was an angel once Love may transmute to hate the sun will set reality was once a dream (Many of the wonderful things we enjoy today, such as television, telephones, airplanes, etc. were once just dreams to the inventors.) Some things are not true: the moon we cannot see by day (The moon is often visible where I live in the daytime) But this is a fine poem nevertheless! Thanks for posting it.
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