From: timr@caldera.com (family tree surgeon) Subject: the arbors of silence Organization: Veterans of Foreign Mores Date: Mon, 14 Feb 1994 07:19:21 GMT Copyright: 1990 Covert Publishing a heart is reflected on the wind in the arbors of silence a rose of flesh leans upon the sky a fine ash settles on the skin what does the sea throw up what rots upon the mottled shore near the arbors of silence what is wounded evermore through the arbors of silence the willow weeps for reaching out the unbroken mirror reflecting past the moon that's etched upon our fast and it always rains and there's never any chance and love lays down in the arbors of silence
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