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Candles in the wind
"Man loves company - even if it is only that of a small burning candle." Georg C. Lichtenberg
Who am I . . . .
I am nobody
The words and the music speak
Not me . . .
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Monday, August 3, 2009
The swing swings high
The swing, swings high
And now its low
Weightless once
Then pinned below
Round and round
And round we go
Giddy now
The status quo
While puppets play
Its all a show
Come join me then
What's more to know?
Peter Hollard
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