A POEM
Ice in the spirit
Is but frozen tears
And bitterness
Is expectation killed.
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- Karl Keating
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When players voices no longer ring,
A set becomes a shabby…
“Blessed are the eyes which see the things that you see: for I tell you,…
Phoebe,
Gentle handmaid
Of us all,
Who assisted Paul
And others
Of the early church,
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