furthermore we love the chance
of turpentine and awkward glance
We’ll never know the how or why
the times of birth and death comply
the will of God the will of man
the turbulence of circumstance
the wisp of wind and gust of grit
par amore and empire split
before the dawn of consequence
all credited to her expense.
Posted on Tuesday, 27 September 2011
furthermore we love the chance
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