I was a bit confused about the message you left At first I thought the pieces of the puzzle were going to work out Somehow I'm no longer certain that it will I've always held fast to the populist notion That all things happen for a reason\ Now/ now I'm not so certain of that Now I'm not sure of anything What I saw, what I believed is now only pyrite and if the gods demand worship I have nothing left to give them
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Reviewed by Tracey L. O' Very (Reader)
Reviewed on February 6, 2005
This is really nice and so often I've felt. Faith in all leaves when true prisms of them are seen. Very powerful poem and so much Truth
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Love Tracey xoox