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Mar 2017
From deep in the shadows of Tin Pan Alley,
the Sage called out my name

With a voice that haunted and eyes concealed,
  he made his only claim

                            Saying…

“Abuse yourself if you must My Son,
  but you are never to mistreat your words

Untainted they connect your feelings and thoughts,
—your true legacy still unheard”

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)
Kurt Philip Behm
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