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Rated: ASR · Monologue · Nature · #948991

There is more to it than ashes to ashes and dust to dust.

Epitaph of a Poet


She soothed me with her breath, with her tears moistened my lips.
She shaded me from the heat of day and lightened my darkened paths.
She nourished me naturally upon her breasts and cradled me with every breath I breathed.
It was from her I became without knowledge and unto her I return in wisdom.



Darren A. Hanson
Oct. 1967 - ?
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