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D. Thurmond Aka Jef (James Everett Falcon)

Brother's keeper

Ripples

We are ripples
On a never ending lakes,
Like those crystals
Too finely made, that breaks.
We are mortal
And bound to make mistakes,
But few will pray,
“God forgive us all.”

(1978)

Written under the name, "JEF".

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Charlotte B. Williams
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