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An epic by chance, bit now its finished. Every act is a prisoner Of slaves with ancestral beards And the ordinary words Are value only in their memory By chance all that burns, all that gnaws All that wears down, all that bites, all that kills, But radiant always Is the pact of man and gold, A gaze tied to the earth. By chance a deliverance By chance a shooting star And my heads eternal sky Opens wider to its sun, To the eternity of chance. --By Chance, Paul Eluard Dedicated to my friend Sean Peck upon his brief sojourn in PA before returning to active duty. Im sorry that Im not present for one of our Big Days of Homeric proportions, but just remember as you amble the streets of new hope tonight teeming with bright possibilities to never forsake the eternity of chance when its hand is open And ONLY ball in the streets
Posted on: Sat, 11 Oct 2014 03:53:27 +0000

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