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Friday, May 27, 2011

The Immortals

The wind blows the clouds across the ever-changing sky.
The sun sets; seasons change; great men die.
Little do the blind souls know that some who walk at their side,
Will linger on forever, perfect and prospering, as in the Earth they do reside.

Myrtle Beach, South Carolina, USA
1998




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