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| +Steven Curtis Lance |
Nov 18, 2004, 08:07 AM
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Transcendental Sonnet #1133:
Twilight Everlasting I am the one who knows where the bodies are buried They ask me where the graves of our ancestors are And I drive them out there in my grandparents' car Year after year the buckets of flowers are carried But nobody can find those graves except for me The sole survivor of a dying family Yet I speak of the past they no longer come here now Nor can I bear to ever go there anymore Let it all be forgotten and die along with me The pain is too great when I think of it somehow Lock it away behind the bronze mausoleum door Lost and gone forever nothing to do with me I do not live nor do I die but lie suspended In twilight everlasting not begun nor ended +Steven Curtis Lance Copyright MMIV Silke LLC |
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