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Another New Song Sung

Another New Song Sungby Michael Doyle The troubled midnight and the moon’s repose                      (La figlia Che Piange – T. S. Elliot)Made me think of song I’ve yet to composeToo many … Continue reading

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Thought For the Day: No Tree Becomes Rooted and Sturdy Unless Many A Wind Assails It

“No tree becomes rooted and sturdy unless many a wind assails it. For by its very tossing it tightens its grip and plants its roots more securely; the fragile trees are those that have grown in a sunny valley.” – … Continue reading

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