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Aug 2014
Only too quiet for the loud ones to hear- an unfair thing to keep from those deserving
No guilty whisper to set the two apart, no disaster to detect, yet how about the sun, and the world, and every person who has ever breathed?
That is something to think of in the unspellable dark

-cj
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   Joseph Schneider
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