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May 2012
Creator of recollections, maker of memories

Possessor of impulse, giver of echo

That rings in the ear, the sound of song

Of dance that rents my solitude my silence

Which is slashed like a canvass screen

Happiness pours forth unconfined

Unfettered,  I extinguish my light

Clasp my illuminations and dream
Edgar Whitman Wilde
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Edgar Whitman Wilde
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