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When our tears are dry on the shore And the fishermen carry their nets home And the sea gulls return to bird island…….. And the laughter of the children recedes at night There shall still linger here the communion we forged The feast of oneness which we partook of There shall still be the eternal gate men who will close the cemetery door And send the late mourners away It cannot be music we heard that night That still lingers in the chambers of memory It is the new chorus of our forgotten comrades and halleluyahs of second selves #We are One- Westgate
Posted on: Sat, 28 Sep 2013 05:14:35 +0000

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