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Though we share this humble path, alone
How fragile is the heart
Oh give these clay feet wings to fly
To touch the face of the stars

Breathe life into this feeble heart
Lift this mortal veil of fear
Take these crumbled hopes, etched with tears
We'll rise above these earthly cares

Cast your eyes on the ocean
Cast your soul to the sea
When the dark night seems endless
Please remember me


Friday, March 14, 2008

Another Story for Another Writer

Hey, all around great guy Todd Wheeler has got another one out there. And with that second link you can read it online. Congrats Todd. Sure, it's not genre, but hey, everybody has a past, right?

2 comments:

Todd Wheeler said...

Thanks Steve!

Yeah, I've got a lot of past on floppy disks in a proprietary format for a Panasonic word processor/typewriter. Hopefully they'll stay past.

Steve Buchheit said...

No worries, Todd. You might want to convert those while you can. You just never know when you're going to need it.