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Nov 2017
"To Morrow"


To morrow we travel continuous
In the structured realm of man
Yet nature's purer art knows no
Wavering flow of moments
The now permeates all eternity
And ever has and shall
Our mortal thoughts change not
The center, what is, is
With or without consent
Of a coherency of cells
Mark Wanless
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Mark Wanless  mpls, mn
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