“The Darksome Statesman, Hung with weights and Woe Like a thick midnight fog, Moved there so slow, He did not stay, nor go.” Henry Vaughan, The World The Voice…Familiar, mysterious and resounding… “You can say it, write a 1,000 times … Cont...
“The Darksome Statesman, Hung with weights and Woe Like a thick midnight fog, Moved there so slow, He did not stay, nor go.” Henry Vaughan, The World The Voice…Familiar, mysterious and resounding… “You can say it, write a 1,000 times … Cont...
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