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March 1989

 

theres a thunder storm

rolling north of town

I can see its clouds

black

on the far sky

where last night stars

uncounted shined

 

the stars

for all their glory

could not slow the storm

that rendered them

a memory

any more than

the memory of better times

can pause the mourners cup

 


Each New Day A Miracle
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