IF I MUST WAIT TWELVE MORE YEARS
BEFORE I SING MY FAREWELL'S FINAL CHEERS,
I WONDER WILL I MOUTH THEM LOUD AND SHARP,
AND TAKE A CURTAIN CALL WITH GRACE AND ART.
Friday, October 17, 2014
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PHRASES AND CLAWS, LAURELS AND LEMONS, CHUCKLES AND TEARS, JOY AND GRIEF, CRYING AND LAUGHING, AND TRIBUTES TO THE MAGIC AND MYSTERIES OF LIFE AND LOVE
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