Later That Same Thursday
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There is a constant drone gently tapering offSomething like horns, instruments of the windLong and drawn outHaunting strings that don't last, without a breakSilence in-between, while I catch my breathPeace, this is peaceWhere I close my eyes, and driftI can't stay here forever listeningI wouldn't if I couldI'm momentarily conditionally presentConducting business you might sayUntil my name is called
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There is a constant drone gently tapering offSomething like horns, instruments of the windLong and drawn outHaunting strings that don't last, without a breakSilence in-between, while I catch my breathPeace, this is peaceWhere I close my eyes, and driftI can't stay here forever listeningI wouldn't if I couldI'm momentarily conditionally presentConducting business you might sayUntil my name is called
Bol
There is a constant drone gently tapering offSomething like horns, instruments of the windLong and drawn outHaunting strings that don't last, without a breakSilence in-between, while I catch my breathPeace, this is peaceWhere I close my eyes, and driftI can't stay here forever listeningI wouldn't if I couldI'm momentarily conditionally presentConducting business you might sayUntil my name is called
AmazonPages: 202, Paperback, Stephen Alexander North
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