"I have longed to move away
from the hissing of the spent lie
And the old terror's continual cry.
Growing more terrible as the day
Goes over the hill into the deep sea...
I have longed to move away but am afraid;
Some life, yet unspent, might explode
Out of the old lie burning on the ground,
And, crackling into the air, leave me half blind..."
after a long time..with a poem....great...welcome back to blogosphere....
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