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Thursday, November 18, 2010
all that remains in the ire of failure
is the muttering ghost of success
while the faithless snicker at its tatters
and easily ignore the phantasmagoria
we call angels and souls of earlier incarnations--
oh how the pride rankles now...
Content (c) 2008-2010 Philip Milityo.
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Philip Milito
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