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2012 Poetry Form Challenge#01 Enclosed TripletThe alternative left with is to have the centre unrelated completely as shown below
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Enclosed Triplet Replies
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Maryse AchongYou took my hand and whispered, 'Follow me.' And though I was afraid I did not leave Because I trusted You implicitly. But I must have been so very naive To think Your request was a simple one Still I can't count the blessings I receive. The goals You set are not easily won And oftentimes I stumble, even fall But You are always there to help me on. I want to give You everything, my all, To have You as the focus of my life To answer eagerly Your every call. In this world where hurt and distress are rife, Where wrong is often made to appear right, Protect me from the chaos and the strife. I look to You My Lord, my Guiding Light, I cling to Your Word so I can be strong, So at day's end I'd have fought the best fight back to list |
Kathy Andersonyou brought this storm in a teacup milky murk poured into the suns brilliantine webs as we look up but no sparkle emitted through the dense clouds of the lightener, a hazelnut cream thunder spread a spread of desire on ones hips from head to toe layers drip on thicker buzz to delight your lips  back to list |
Divena CollinsCome now and gather closer to me All thou wild beasts of the forest T hat dwell forever within harmony; Let never a hunter mar thy trail, Nor render thy pattern to cease For thy freedom shall soon prevail. The woodlands big enough for all To survive side by side together Come harken to the wild life call; If only they are given a chance, Ne-er having to suffer the strife Nor spears from a hunters lance. Pity the creatures large and small And be thankful to thy lord above That thou art humane and stand tall Every creature that dwells upon land, Survives with love and protection With a caring heart and gentle hand.  ----- Computer Geeks Whatever would we do if computers went extinct And something new was placed there in their place Shall company`s as huge as microsoft all go skint? Could our brains cope with learning something new To be reconditioned again when it is never possible If not to master the pace, whatever would we all do. Consumers never have a say we can never change What we have learned is of no interest to them They are so intellectual and think we are strange. When we think we have mastered mostly everything And turn on our computers to instal lots of updates When all is lost, we who dont know must phone Peking. Half an hour flies past, listening to unwanted music Patience runs out and tempers are now wearing thin All we wished to do was return once more to basic.  ----- Daughter of Heaven Within the clouds as shapes take grace I look for visions of those I have lost But all I can see is a wide open space. Where has all my old family gone now? That I knew once and loved as a child How those fond memories ever grow. They say heaven is a wonderful place I thought once my heaven was earth Then lost a daughter without a trace. Oh how I missed my dear mother so Who comforted all my pain and hurt I cannot see heaven to let her know. Brothers and a sister have gone amiss One day soon I shall see them all again So sincere was the sunrays gentle kiss.  ----- Four Strong Winds Loud the thunder rolled through clouds lightning streaked across the dark sky While showers of mist formed shrouds. Torrential rain upon the sodden roads Of rainbow hazes streaked with oil Within ripples as the floods explode. Danger warns as the storm advances Sirens sounding throughout the night Impatient travellers taking chances. Never drove in floods like this before Sunken vehicles from four strong winds Lose control within four locked doors.  ----- Eternity Such is the warmth of a summers day Within the heart of a woman that loves Tho' bitter the frosts of winter doth lay. Calming the moments of blissful charms Of true devotion within a lovers eyes As he gathers her close within his arms. Gently the caress of his sensual touch Of searching fingers that forever find That lovers passions desire so much. Theirs is the pleasures of loves delight That surrenders unto the gifts of bliss Dancing within harmony unto the night. There is no ending to an ageless love It lingers deeply within young and old Loving spirits shall but ever rise above.  ----- Mei long(Sleeping Dragon) Oh mythical dragon from the east Awaken from your dormant sleep Blow once more of fire deceased. Roam the great corners of the earth Imperial palaces of ivory and jade Return to the richness of your birth You have been silenced far too long For the land of creature`s awaits Gracious flames of your fiery song. None so bold has walked this land That fears when evil shall be done When a lifetime has been spanned. If you are a legend born in the mist How can we tell if we dont really know Were you a myth? or did you exist?.  ----- Natures Seasons Green the meadows which thrive in the spring Awaken to birds song that trills in the dawn Follow the Cuckoo`s sweet song on the wing. Spring awakens the dense woodland green For all of earths nature shall spring alive A prettier picture has never yet been seen. Summer adorns the trees that were bare Petals now boast natures magical boughs Capturing moments of wonders to share. As dusk descends changing all things bright Unto mystical shrouds of a summers mist Shading the skyline softly towards night. Come Autumns carpet crimson and gold Thy host of leaves fierce winds blew down Devoid of autumns multi shades of old. A vision of emptiness within thy space Thou hath withered with ne-er a sound Haunting palid forests within thy grace. Pretty is the picture of winters scene Images from a magical fairy tale lore Softly the snow adorns pines of green. Praising each year the change of seasons Transforms the woodland to all its glory; Blessed be to nature who has her reasons.  ----- Princess Niamh And Oisin Ride thy steed thro`the land of Tir na nOg O-er mystic meadows unto magical scene`s Of rivers and woodlands midst mists of fog. Faerie tale castles from ancient folk lore Green Irish hillsides roll down to the sea`s Within celtic coves upon Tir na nOgs shore. The great warrior Oisin fell deeply in love With Princess Niamh of the ancient castle That stood upon the hill top so high above. Her father the King dwelt eternal years Within the magical land of the ever living To lose his daughter had shed few tears. They ride the steed across the deep ocean No hooves must touch down upon this land It is they shall love eternally with devotion.  ----- So Life Begins Hath thy not birthed this child out of love For love thou hath felt since his time began A love that flourished from the spirits above Cast thy seeds unto the passions of woman When her passionate feelings were involved What else shalt be resolved from this plan. Had not the tale of Adam and Eve been so Of how human instincts changed their view And how in this world the populations grow For what they thought was something new Instinctive emotions that only they found Invented by love`twas all they once knew But a poisonous apple they ate from a tree The fruits of love being a mere temptation Remains a grave warning for you and me.  ----- Tawny Owl Born to view upon a moonlit night Eyes of the night that glow in the dark Of amber jewels that gleam as bright High upon boughs of a wooded glade He craves existance from earth below That hides in the dense thicket shade. Hunted prey that sleeps in the shadow Within what may be a safe sanctuary But the sanctuary is much too shallow. He spots a mouse downward he flies Surviving to live is only for the fittest He swoops upon his prey by surprise. There is no pity for lifes resistance Within the cries of the wilds victim Nor pains from a lifetimes existance.  ----- Yin - Yang Zen Gentle water of peace flow upon mountain Thro` mist of ancient chinese cultural lore Unto sacred path of calm crystal fountain. Water of life that flow thro` earthen vein Flowing gently spiritual power of Yin -Yang Sharing nutrient ofcalm unto bamboo cane. Thus sway gently to the music of a breath Of life giving air that dance with a breeze Within a Zen garden which nature bequeath. Spiritual calmness that ease troubled mind Shall benefit greatly with a calming touch That all within a Zen garden shall unwind.  ----- Zumba Rabiosa C`mon everybody now lets get fit Christmas is past it is time to fast Think yourself slim come lets try it. If you can Rumba that is great Your are half way there already And you wont have long to wait. Get into rhythm follow that beat Dancing to the Zumba Rabiosa Great fun to do and really neat. Things will never again feel grim You`ll look and feel much better And praise yourself for being slim. Wriggle those hips waist and thighs Zumba Rabiosa lets have some fun You will shortly get down to size.  back to list |
Jem FarmerAs night-time closed around my mind, I watched a lady rise above, Within her face beauty defined. Lady of night who stole my heart, Led me to see beyond my eyes, As drifting clouds made their depart. The ancient songs echoed all night, As eyes gazed upon lady's face, A sultry smile, in lunar light. All questions asked in ritual dance, Out in the night where all is seen, So live again in her romance.  ----- Fairy Glen The moss green walls rise high above, As a poet sits down to dream, In this place, I was born to love. Cascading Conwy waters flow, As a poet sits down to dream, And old memories come and go. When first I crossed the Beaver Bridge, As a child who lived in dreams, And clambered on the wooded ridge. I fell in love with this place then, As a child who lived in dreams, Still, today it’s my Fairy Glen.  ----- In the Hurricane's Eye The swirling wind to touch the ground, A sudden energy outbursts, Yet its eye cannot see the found. Above, a beauty to behold, As it blindly wends its path, Its wake of destruction unfolds. Listen! A child's voice speaks of love, Calling out to the angels there, Mercy's prayer to powers above. Surrounded by a violent rage A child knelt in a calming peace, Winds holding life within their sage.  ----- The Keepsake Old chintzy flowers on lampshade, The yellowed tag says 'half a crown', Yet memories ne'er dim nor fade. The price you paid a whole week's wage, Seems nothing in the here and now, Expensive in old money's age. Oh, how the years have hurried by, The children grown now parents too, And dreams still dance in the lamp's sigh. That 'Half a crown' now seems well spent, A lasting thought that's here to stay, Convincing us of love's intent. The lamp now sits by my chair, It brings you here within its light, And I speak as if you were there.  ----- Morrigan's Hounds Be sure your deeds do not awaken, The Morrigan and her hellhounds, As then, your soul is forsaken! So deep within conscious abyss, Where the secrets of dreams reside, Devoid of innocent remiss. Avenging huntress comes alive, With straining hounds that call the night As she seeks who cannot survive. Her eyes are watching from the gate, And piercing through a moonless night, She sees the souls poisoned with hate. Retribution comes from her hand, On hearts corrupted by the lies, Keeping pure Avalon's land!  ----- Mountain Retreat The stars shone down upon the ground, While I sat strumming my guitar, And time stood still and gathered round. O'er the mountaintop glazed the moon, While I sat strumming my guitar, And saw the rocks that gods had hewn. The bacon sizzled in the pan, While I sat strumming my guitar, As trees whispered of nature's plan. The pinewood burned in the campfire, While I sat strumming my guitar, My senses climbing ever higher. So when I need to rest my mind, While I'm sat strumming my guitar, It is mountains I come to find.  ----- One Foggy Morning A dreamy state in morning mist, As curls of cloud, recline on earth, The walking feet dare not resist. The pathway fading just ahead, Recoiling into the low clouds, A mystery remains instead. Wandering feet know their own way, Whilst striding on without time to pause, And dwell upon what comes today. Old footsteps echo on the breeze, Through dreams of love that time forgot, Yet still it whispers through the trees.  ----- Was He Pushed? When hearing old familiar rhyme, My mind asks if the story's right, 0r is it concealing a crime? Upon the wall old Humpty sat, Why was he there, what was his care, And what were all the king's men at? Where were they when his fall took place? Were health and safety even called? How could it happen, this disgrace? They claim Humpty just simply fell, No soldier could fix him again, But I am sure there's more to tell.  back to list |
Ryter RoethicleThe illusion of desire I know is real I look at you, and in doing, see your eyes Then I realise the cause of the way I feel. There is no magic in love, it is the cause No wands that are needed to be waved Rather it's the way of speech, the pause. Something is said and then a look given Another phrase, a look, and then that touch You realise then, that you must give in. Forever more you are under her spell But there's no need for fear or even doubt For like you, she to is bound as well.  ----- City of Angels I tried to listen to the earth today But screaming jets are all I hear Nothing works here there is no way. The people here do they forget Or have they ever known or cared? All I can hear is the scream of jets. The Earth breathes and lives and cares. Rain will not wash away the filth of kind Breathe, live in this filth them that dares Nothing works here there is no way. They are deaf who are set of mind I tried to listen to the earth today.  ----- Darkness Looms When darkness looms, the day fades away No comforting light shines upon or within It's hard to see beyond this dreary day. Tonight only foulest evil shall hold sway And blackest night shall pave sin's path For in the night is when the wicked play. Around corruption purest white turns grey And night creatures shriek their hellish din Living things seem hollow and full of decay. It's hard to see beyond the dreary day As long as it stays dark, evil always wins With corruption and decay from evils prey.  ----- How Often How often do we punish the one we love? Words said in heat, regretted in morn's light As pure venom was poured out from above. And with the morning our conscience shakes Wishing that we could undo what was said And repair the scars and fix heartbreaks. And our loved one says, "don't be absurd" "I forgive", but in her voice you feel the hurt And from her tone, something else is heard. How quickly she turns away, and hides again You reach for her and take her in your arms And gently turn her to you and see the strain. Thankfully there's been no permanent harm And there is nothing wrong between you two That cannot be fixed by this woman's charm.  ----- In Another Place In another place, in some other time There's a land of fantasy beyond our reach It is a perfect place with a perfect clime. Where all our hopes and wishes to be And all we dare and scheme and plan Will live there within our dreams to see. And every night they're waiting there Refreshed and new for us to see again A kaleidoscope of life's rich fare. Our bodies perfect, strong and true No lust or other hungers to satisfy A land of love where all's true blue So each night as on your beds you lie Why not relax and close your eyes And as you doze see your cares go by.  ----- Moonlight As I lead you by the hand into the night The cares of the day are stolen away As we wend our way by moonlight. My heart's sure what we're doing is right As we stroll along our grassy path Hearing the flutter of an owl in flight. I gaze upon your eyes shining bright Craving this moment to stay forever Walking hand in hand through the night.  ----- Nature and Christmas The floods are now starting to recede One hour of hammering hail and rain Was another of natures Christmas deeds. Receiving flash floods and damaging hail Destroying roofs and breaking glass Certainly made a mockery of "Wassail" But unlike the country that bore that song Nature moved on causing no more strife And blue sunny skies will be here ere long Barbeques'll fill the air with meaty scents Laughter and banter will be the sounds As copious cans're relieved of their contents. ----- Prisoner Like a prisoner you have me bound to you And my hands do not feel any prison bars, But I'm not counting days till freedoms due. There was no crime, or deed, or whistle blew There will be no fear of breakout, or escape, Instead its bonds of love that angels brew I'll be a model prisoner, and never go askew But not with chains of hardened steel Misery and unhappy days cast aside, or few.  ----- Rain Listening to the rain against the wall Creating a constant sensuous tempo Drip, drip, drip, the rain droplets fall. A warm sensuous mood pervades all Feelings moving, inhibitions gone Drip, drip, drip, the rain droplets fall. You smile, your eyes light up in thrall With loves sweet juice we toast each other Drip, drip, drip, the rain droplets fall. We've no concern about what may befall For what we have created is no delusion Drip, drip, drip, the rain droplets fall.  ----- Realising Summer Love I promise that you will be my summer love And all our years there will only be one You are the only one that I will think of. We do not need a spring for love has grown Now here we are with the fullness of it all Fate has done her best with the seeds sown. What of autumn is there any need for it? A perennial love like ours has no need Our love goes for as long as we permit. There's no winter where we're concerned This is a marathon and do not need to rest We'll reap the benefits of what we learned. There is no season for us except summer Our love has grown and it will not fade For like a great wine it can only get better.  ----- Seasons Summer....The time of life http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Es9RgQGw3Gk This time in life is natures own Full of splendour as new life abounds A time for everything that's grown. Flowers spring up from the earth Displaying their beauty for all to see A time of life knowing what it's worth. Grateful to life for all that is grown As fruit is lush and begins to ripen And for gathering all that's been sown. All around is life growing with zest Worn for a while a summer crown Where plant and beast are at their best. ----- Winter....The time of rest http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nGdFHJXciAQ All plants are bare no longer their best The future is sleeping in the cold earth Because now it is the time for all to rest. Within the earth they are asleep and still The kernels of all life must lie there ready As the bulbs and seed await natures will. All other forms of life are dormant also The earth's energy needs to recharge. Fields lie fallow but soon they'll grow. All the work is done at the water mill And the miller too must have his rest. But the fish still swim in ice cold chill. ----- X-Factor There is a season for everything For birth, for youth, for love, for death The seasons carry on ever circling. The pain of birth is the pain of life Some have it easy without problems Some have it hard and full of strife. This strife will carry on into youth High spirits does not mean conduct Nor is quietness a proof of couth. Some can love only themselves Others like you and I, love forever No need to put our lives on shelves. Like all else there is the time of all Rich man poor man, beggar or thief It's how you respond hearing that call. ----- Your Memories Will you remember me, as you grow old As a loving memory, of days long past Another photograph, once framed in gold If we came face to face, what would you say Would you notice the friendly smile on my face Or just smile at me and go on about your way Would we recapture, all of yesterdays sighs Remembering the passion, on moonlit nights Or just daydream still while wondering why Pretending not to care wishing it to be right Even closing my eyes and wishing on a star Do I need forgiving, perhaps I just might My sensitive heart now forever holds a scar If we came face to face, what would you say From a memory, I'm remembering from afar.  ----- Zerstorer Perhaps Each day to me is like a holiday And that is because I enjoy life Each one becoming one of play. Why should I be miserable, I’m alive As healthy and happy as I can be Despite whatever shit, I will survive. I’ve been closer to death than most And better men than me have died But I’m here, stead of saying, “Adios!” It has made me question all beliefs And found with very few exceptions Most religious leaders are simply thieves. I’ll climb down from my high horse. I’ve said too much, upset too many Realising the truth is a matter of course.  back to list |
Gert StrydomWhile time far too quickly passes us by in the presence of things pure and true that between some beloved partners does lie, sometimes the vast protecting sapphire sky hangs covering over us, in it's deep blue hangs somewhat sheltering over you and I, as there's longing for something in each eye of every great thing that we can pursue, while continually time gets wings to fly but somewhere a kind of essence does lie, like something precious with a prefect hue, as true love is the thing that does us tie while in every thing for which we vie you accompany me in all that we do and somewhere is lost the me and the my while own interests we do at times defy, your graceful face remains my only retinue until the very day that we do die, even in all that we treat with some fie we stick to each other like a kind of glue while time far too quickly passes us by.  ----- The Cassinga Jump That night great strain was on each youthful face, in the hangar we did equipment check, called-up each from a different place. The Hercules roared at a quick pace as in many sticks we were strapped in, with the flashing red light my heart did race; to some an enemy jump is commonplace, a paratrooper did vomit on me and I begged God for His saving grace. Suddenly I had to step into space, I heard the roar of anti-aircraft guns, snipers in trees was another menace while I felt the wind's jerking soft embrace, as we got down in a wooded terrain, saw some women of the fleeing populace, but that was only the smallest preface as rockets and bullets whooshed over us, called-up each from a different place. ----- The Coming of Spring When everything is awakening in spring, when a myriad of colours are displayed, when God does to many things, new life bring, there is a great kindness at the begin of the season that replaces winter when blossoms, many plants are flowering, when everywhere some insects are buzzing in a quest to propagate their own kind when many butterflies are fluttering when birds have very happy songs to sing during the bright day and in the dark night, when everything is awakening in spring. ----- Far Too Little We Know I Not all kinds of things can be explained by mere science or by some philosophy and so the essence of life has remained without its knowledge ever been gained a very great kind of strange mystery in that it does exist unrestrained, when couples from pleasure have not abstained, as in love some small cells brings a child to be while after death life cannot be maintained or knowledge of its wellspring be retained while its source seems divine, something Godly; not all kinds of things can be explained. II While some mysteries still has a haven in their own undisturbed happenings while human science still measures uneven; if texture, colour and waves in heaven of a rainbow is in the knowledge of things the impact, the magic of it is not given, even when men are despotic or craven, on faith like butterflies, angels have wings, as does remain the lore of the raven, even the devil has hoofs that are cloven, some stories have got some imaginings while some mysteries still has a haven. III People might think I am on the loony side but not all discoveries have been made and to real faith some powers remain wide. a man may have a tender hearted bride as true love's mysteries do not just fade while all their guests do them well wishes bide. when hidden facts appear from where they hide, new kinds of things may appear from the shade, with knowledge man wants to rule and divide. in life by limited resources we decide the way of things and do others persuade and to real faith some powers remain wide. IV Yet still far too little we do know even of ourselves and of our earth, about the way that everything does go, we experience the sun's early glow while we learn and adapt from our very birth are caught by the wonder of drops of snow, yearn for something more beyond the shadow, for a supreme being that knows our true worth in life's daily continuous ebb and flow and in rebellion we suffer blow by blow, while to existence there is no rebirth, yet still far too little we do know.  ----- In Each Raindrop There Is a Kind of Magic In each raindrop there is a kind of magic, magic in the falling blue-white thunder, the thunder that in a flash downward flick the flick of something about which I wonder, the wonder that again brings fresh new life, new life to where seeds are turned under. The bright rainbow has a own kind of spell, a spell of time when the hot sun blazes, blazes in brilliance as all is well, while the deep well suddenly amazes, amazes with water that is clear and pure, pure to the taste as heat hangs in a haze. Nothing can the power of rain remove as overnight the grass and the crops jumps, proving the great power of divine love.  ----- Insertion With the bright moon that is tonight missing as if it has suddenly strayed somewhere the stars dimmed out, the air is rushing while almost like a machine I am falling from very high while breathing pure oxygen, an exploding lightning bolt makes my ears sing while the altimeter I am watching; with each enemy guard, guard-tower primed against penetration, in I am fluttering, at terminal velocity it's terrifying, while life comes to a standstill around me but that moment is but very fleeting before a device is reminding that the rushing ground is almost too near and the jerking parachute is opening; right after the equipment bag I am landing, snatching off the chute, cocking the weapon, with the bright moon that is tonight missing.  ----- On a Visit to Cape Town I was looking at the ocean, looking again, I saw seagulls swarm under in the bay, while standing for moments on Table Mountain, in the air there were some tiny drops of rain as it was quite a cloudy kind of day with a storm that it could for days maintain, more and more power the wind did gain, to and thro boats and ships did sway as if nothing, could the rising storm restrain, a Japanese tourist did to me complain as the wind swept his camera away and his growing terror was quite plain. At the Strand a moment did peace contain until a myriad from busses came to play in underwear and it went against my grain when modesty some did totally disdain and no attention I tried them to pay, as the beach became their deafening domain, from their whistling my ears were in pain as some children were running relay, while an elderly lady walked a dog on a chain and my Pierre Cardin shirt got a stain when a toddler with an ice-cream did stray before her parents could control regain. At Clifton most girls did topless tans attain but some of them were lovely anyway, coaxing, no modesty they did retain and the failure of my morals was almost certain while on my towel I did blushing lay, had a quick escape route to ascertain as a beautiful blond did her eyes on me train, with open eyes I did for guidance pray, as another girl did on company bargain and fighting her attention was in vain as she smiling came my way, while dumbstruck with her I did remain. On the promenade from a girl I did refrain; at Sea Point a man could go astray, could almost any kind of pleasure obtain, in the background was a sneaking villain that had just come out of the subway while rain again start falling as a curtain, glitzy places wanted people to entertain and a train rattled on the far-off railway while from living no one could abstain, to a taxi driver I did my destination explain before catching a plane on the runway; I was looking at the ocean, looking again.  ----- Roses Some deep red roses bloomed in the rain, the rain sieved down for days without end, an end to winter brought the spring again; while again roses at a time would be send, be send as messengers of a love that's true, that's true in all things that had happened. I held red roses wrapped in a big bunch, a big bunch to make up for being apart; after days apart we did meet for lunch, after lunch a sweet kiss would test her heart, her heart would respond with some kind of bliss, or bliss would be absent in our own art. Nothing could love remove, her eyes did shine as I saw her face, hurried to embrace; the depths of love did prove that she was mine. ----- What extraordinary circumstance brought me? (Variation) What type of circumstance brought me in my own birth to a planet that is not of death free, to a world that constantly is in decay here to this earth where but a single sun brightens the day; I could have served at the feet of God, in joy, in mirth; where I now in destruction's footsteps trod? I ask these questions in true sincerity when hope I girth, what type of circumstance brought me? back to list |
Divena and Ryter My Shy One My shy one there is much to be patient of; Thy eyes say much, soft and gentle, And has quietened in speech my love! Thy trembling fills me with awe, sweet one I cherish thee, my arms yearning to hugg Fingers trace thy cheek, gentle as can be done. Heart bursting with love none can excel Thou art a precious petal floating above Come take my hand darling let thy fears dispel Your lips tremble as if love to remove All doubts, entranced within your spell Take my hand and my love I'll prove ----- When Spirits Fly You raise me up with soft whispers of love Knowing that we shall both forever share Those precious dreams that we speak of You raise me up from land across the sea I gaze from afar into loving eyes of blue When our spirits fly you are there with me You raise me up when I am feeling so low That I cannot speak nor even to kiss you When we are apart it is then I miss you so You raise me up through clouds of sorrow Knowing you will always be there for me To cherish our love forever and tomorrow. You raise me up when we are both together I feel my heart beat faster with your touch It is then I know there shall never be another.  back to list |
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