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Safe and sound
The discordant music of painful organs
Grunts and moans
The flail of weakened limbs
The frail cacophony of stiff ened joints
The fugue of a once active mind
The cloudiness of memory
Settled in upon the landscape
The effects of good art upon the soul
Lost to the ages
Like floods of water long passed by
Evaporating into the airs
Of oblivion
End the cries of babes
Calling out for the comfiture
Of Mother’s
  • A poem by Richard J. Treitner.


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