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  • 3|1|40|100|50|90

    Sometime during 1998  I wrote  Samson Part I So strange, so strange, Samson has been shaved Like useless sun on petaled rose It fell that day, as it may, now what was long is gone So strange, so strange, hair to change A wave on shore gone in lore The oratory of pain morose and vein dries away in the… Continue reading "3|1|40|100|50|90"