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Blaise Pascal awaits his last call beneath Saint Etienne-du-Mont's tall columns and old rood screen. God's nature, pray, ups the odds on his last wager.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Date: 12/15/2011 8:45:00 PM
A very intelligent man, he died too young from complicated disorders. You have written about him well here.
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Date: 12/9/2011 10:28:00 AM
I understand this one a bit better since you talked to me about Pascal! So did you exhaust all your poems on Paris. We sure can use all the inspiration we can get as poets!
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