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Thursday, July 27, 2017

Lamplight Part III

The way was told in whispers
We could not cry for it aloud
It was always just before our feet
By the side of the road right now
We stood in the eternal moment
A lantern on a pole before us
Raised up, and hanging on a tree

So bright its light was blinding

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