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Remix: Babbling On, Again, River

Down by the time-out-of-mind, parched riverbed of Babeled loss, Endless deserts in the stream and all the oaks of Bashon felled; Yes, we lay down and lamented, drowned in canyon-wasted grief. We remembered childhood’s delightful savor, a songed psalm There, … Continue reading

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