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Nov 2014
The dog barked down the road.  He is facing something I cannot see but a solemn silence surrounds both of us.  What is what was.  A chip of time, a bit of mica catching a sun beam; capturing infinity in a moment that only we can see.  Diamonds in the dust so are the  children of the everlasting one.
Written by
David Bernard Scully  75/M/South Florida
(75/M/South Florida)   
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