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Let's set shared singing spirit free, soaring swiftly skywards, try on wings unpinionned, wild, to see eternity, and to reply to questions put on 'he' and 'she', the how, the wherefore, and the why. On willing wings of poetry the feathered quill will learn to fly above Man's self-filled boundary and compromises all defy, translating inner will "to be" through energy none shall deny to symphony-serenity.
Jonathan ROBIN
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Thursday, October 12, 2006 |
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Saturday, October 16, 2010 |
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