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Tag Archives: White Heat
Among the First Casualties
Among the First Casualtiesby Michael DoyleAmong the first casualties of warIs the promise that love will live onAnd if something goes wrong, lovers will love moreThe white heat of passion burns until it’s goneA touch, a line, a singular traceA … Continue reading
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Tagged Among, Borne, Broken Hearts, Burn, Comfort, Embrace, Fallen, Fear, First Casualties, Forget, Heart, Hide, Hope, Left Behind, Line, Linger, Lingering Memory, Live On, Love, Lovers, Mind, Mustache, Okay, Paassion, Poetry and Poems, Pretend, Promise, Reflections, Regret, Scars, Stars, Touch, Trace, Void, War, White Heat, Wish, Wounded Heart, Wrong
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Thought For the Day: It Takes the Fire of A White Hot Furnace To Turn Clay Into Porcelain
“A clay pot sitting in the sun will always be a clay pot. It has to go through the white heat of the furnace to become porcelain.” – Mildred Witte Stouven
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Tagged Clay Pot, Furnace, Mildred Witte Stouven, Procelain, Sun, Thought For the Day, White Heat
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