With hand-held fevour, we watched the television sets with our favourite-best adolescent faces at half-mast – shadows cast in silken silhouette stone

Only we can know … of the violent silence that whacks our Young hearts from out of nestled reach again

They will bravely preach that they shall simultaneously hope to comfortably cope both listen, yet there are no true signs of a fruitful life no more

Even as much as though … van Gogh needed to hope to loosen that ticker-tape rope

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