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June 18, 2018
Requiem for a Friend
They called
to tell me you were gone.
Tower Time
comes for us all
whether early or late,
alone or in a crowd.
Always, our first commandment
must be to do no harm,
treat others as ourselves.
With each breath
we must pass
the sweet honey along
till our final shot
and the last note
of the fiddle plays.
Tarot of the Crone--XVI--Tower--The Mother of Madness---Speak what you hold behind your teeth.
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