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CLEANTHES THY SOUL OF THY ENEMIES

To argue - yet perchance would be! To hear the voices of my enemies And see their faces Face to face on the battle ground Would you? Could you? Would you dare be there? Face to face on the battle ground? No - tis not so, tis not to be! Only the faded suppositions and half-truths do remain Voices of the unknowing Voices of friends?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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