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Poison of Fame He started on the rooftops, Aloof to learn his skill, Bruising fingers, crafting air, Until the day he will... Play before the masses, Crowds adoring follow, Never alone, just wanting, Old rooftops still below. One may wish his name be, Lighted, honored and known, Yet initial inspiration, Is where joy is ever prone. So do not think me jealous For I can truely say I'll be playing on the rooftops Till no longer I can play. Stephen Mack Howard 10-11-2003 |
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"...It is my consolation, and I rejoice in unsparing pain, that I have not denied the words of the Holy One." |