| Stories...Poems...Words and Wonders |
| Written by Jason Loutitt |
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When the world gave to it there was a whisp[er in our ears
A sound with no definition ringing out harmonies of truth
In speaking of the experience occasionally ingestion prevailed
For the space between sounds was crowded with reference and full
Right speech isn't seperate only when honouring it so
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| Last Updated ( Thursday, 18 September 2008 ) |