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michael raven
i am old ink fadingon paper brownedsave a prayerto send on the windafter me forwhen i am gone
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And we are all lost. Perhaps, one day, many centuries from now, when there is calm, our voices will meet on the breeze. Great piece, Michael
Thank you for the poetry of your respons and for your praise, Chris. 🙏🏼
Lovely!
Thank you!
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And we are all lost.
Perhaps, one day, many centuries from now, when there is calm, our voices will meet on the breeze.
Great piece, Michael
Thank you for the poetry of your respons and for your praise, Chris. 🙏🏼
Lovely!
Thank you!