A POEM
Ice in the spirit
Is but frozen tears
And bitterness
Is expectation killed.
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- Karl Keating
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For twenty million years or more
This planet fed the Dinosaur.
It makes you sit…
My very breath seems evidence of You. My pulse throbs with a Spirit not…
“Walk circumspectly, and redeem the time
Because the days are evil,” said Saint Paul.
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