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Hereafter

I saw thee there, stalwart without efface as all life overcoming, you sat upon that space some cavern of bestowing filled rightly to the trace ~ As love in all God's owing were perched to toll my fate, Oh there beloved, knowing of life's ebb and death's erase ~ just you ~ eternal, flowing . . . thy entity's new grace!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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