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Mar 2017
The magic of light binds together
that which time aims to weather.

The strength of light hold fast
that which should never last.

Hearken thine demons to the light,
they shudder and flee at the sight.

Every day there rises the light so high.
Every day I watch with awe filled eyes.

Unknown to me if Nature or Lord,
I give thanks humbly with great accord.

Per Omnia Saecula Saeculorum.
Written by
Zio Reyes  TX
(TX)   
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