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"There is no safety this side of Death", admonished Father Jubal. There's a chance we've only one more breath; I'd bet my bottom Ruble! My iron tongue- my lying lung! One last dirge to be sung... But from the depths of Hell, from Heaven fell- I have climbed up wrung for wrung!

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Date: 1/28/2014 12:15:00 AM
It's taken me a few readings I have to admit. Well worth every one of them. Love the rhyme. What a nice direction for you to be travelling in.
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Date: 1/29/2014 9:02:00 AM
Thanks, my friend; always :) ~Chan
Date: 1/26/2014 12:16:00 PM
If you have a chance check out my latest offering.
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Date: 1/26/2014 12:30:00 PM
I will do that :)
Date: 1/26/2014 11:27:00 AM
I really like this one Chan, so much expressed within and between the lines.
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Date: 1/26/2014 11:59:00 AM
Thank you, my friend. I'm glad you can see what is written between the lines, for that is where many, if not most, of my meanings and messages lie. Thanks for the reviews this morning.
Date: 1/26/2014 4:51:00 AM
Quite a lyrical meaningful write write
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Date: 1/26/2014 11:58:00 AM
My thanks as always, Doc :)
Date: 1/25/2014 10:50:00 AM
This very enchanting.. I love it......Tim
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Date: 1/25/2014 1:58:00 PM
Many thanks for the read and review, Tim :)