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Round Again: chanso

And so around again: the how, the where, the when; could be and might have been; the raven or the wren. The sword versus the pen: in battles now and then it’s hard to tell who wins; the line is … Continue reading

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The End: a chanso

Again the end comes ’round. The nights grow longer still, and taint each daylight hour with hints of gray. A year is gone! Profound, how time escapes, and will elude our grasping power and run astray. Our clock is now … Continue reading

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