Thursday, January 1, 2004
The Word Comments
Rating: ★3.0
In the days when the God eternal
Was declining face to the new world,
By the Word they stopped the sun’s inferno,
And destroyed the towns by the Word.
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12/5/2025 7:53:08 AM # 1.0.0
The white-bearded patriarch, wish found Good and evil by his own hands, Deciding not to use the sacred sound, Drew a figure by a cane in sands... very fine poem. tony