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A Toast

To the pale green light of a new dignitary overhead.... To the hypothetical dawn.... To the fae mercurial sand.... To the violet beat of the gift of the drum.... To the falcon of stone.... To the when, the where, the why, and the which.... To the thirteenth day.... My deepest regards.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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