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Annalee
flowerhorne.com
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My life goes on in endless song
Above earth's pain and friction
I hear the real, though far-off hymn
That hails a new conviction.
Through all the tumult and the strife
I hear those verdicts ringing
They sound an echo in my feed—
How can I keep from singing?
2024-05-30T22:47:36.466Z