Monday, March 20, 2006

Memory Garden Comments

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Lovely garden of life now overgrown with woody thorn bushes,
my mortal breath means nothing to you now.
You realized me when I was young and renounce me in my aging.
Overtaken by fields of goodbyes, the sustenance of my life
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Christine K. Trease
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Christine K. Trease

Christine K. Trease

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