By: David P Taberna
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One aqueous wake of absence. One admires the fathom of one’s worth. The oblivious peak at the sounding gaff. The wed shall find. Just becoming wakes in one’s stride. I have temporal exclusions. Some witch may be curiously abundant. I regret any expectations, for the work is unpolished. As for myself, I have relinquished nothing and reside. My permanence is established only by your compliment. As for my studies, I have found them resourceful. I hope you accompany the journey. Now I have to hit the pub. Truly,
David P. Taberna
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