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In the Whisper of Time’s Sands

In the Whisper of Time’s Sandsby Michael DoyleWe can’t get a lock on the futureWithout knowing our pastWe can’t know what to nurtureIf we don’t know what was once castThe good hunter seeks to rise to the heightAs he sips … Continue reading

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