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by Wmartin » Sun Nov 09, 2014 12:47 pm
as I lay in prison I remembered my father telling me that his family had been in Georgia[this country] since it was a penal colony and I wondered if:
perhaps the grave beginnings
of this life that,s just begun
are the echoes of an existence
that has died but is not done
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