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Cursed Be He That Moves My Bones
Cursed Be He That Moves My Bones
“Good friend for Jesus sake forbeare,
To dig the dust enclosed here.
Blessed be the man that spares these stones,
And cursed be he that moves my bones.”
How often did I studiously fail
to untangle your brier patch of words.
Encouraged by my teachers to prevail
in setting free the frustrated songbirds,
so that their melody could swell the h...
Friday 22nd April 2016 3:51 pm
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