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May 13, 2008

Burning From The Old

There are many eyes, many ways, many trees,
But there are few truths,
That lie beneath these

There are many stories, many tears, many hearts,
But there are few truths,
That lie at the heart

There is much so heard, much so lost, much so dreamt,
But there is simple,
Though the sick resent

There is much so strange, much so bleak, much so cold,
But there is fire,
Burning from the old

Posted by Fenning at May 13, 2008 02:41 PM

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