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The Mask

Time is the mask that all memories wear, as feelings age within Time is the bridge where eternity walks, each footstep to begin Time is a voice spoken only inside where denial cannot hear Time is the measure of what’s yet to come —in moments far and near (Santa Fe New Mexico: February, 2019)

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Date: 2/1/2019 11:30:00 PM
Awesome, Kurt. A definite FAVE for me.
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Kurt Philip Behm
Date: 2/1/2019 11:51:00 PM
Thanks