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Though I saw it all around
Never thought I could be affected
Thought that we'd be the last to go
It is so strange the way things turn

Friday, December 21, 2012

Praise be to the distant sister sun

Because I have to clean my brain's pallet.

And now, a little Tull.



Join together beneath the mistletoe.
by the holy oak whereon it grows.
Seven druids dance in seven time.
Sing the song the bells call, loudly chiming.

Happy Solstice, everybody.

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