We'll lament,
no doubt, in time
--with suitably sad
and dolorous rhyme--
our totally mad,
fugacious, climb,
But dear, tonight
let's drink the wine!
-G.L.
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A medley; a hodgepodge...of politics, poetry, memorabilia...of thoughts on time and mortality
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