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Altars to the Gods
I once saw
an altar built
to honor a God.
Which God I
do not know.
The day was overcast
and threatened rain.
The years and the
elements had wrecked
havoc on this altar.
A mouse scurried across
this crumbling stone.
A bird of
prey swooped down
and carried away
...
Wednesday 7th March 2012 10:41 pm
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