the age may be ending
but we are not
whether we stay or go
our desire in unending
let the Power-That-Be
give us all the worst for it
our love will be the gold
that God burned dross away from...
Content (c) 2008-2012 Philip Milito. All rights reserved.
Sunday, December 2, 2012
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