Constance

by Elizabeth Ann   May 15, 2005


~To those who’ll ever learn by making mistakes
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Surrounded by glass…a likeness within my long memory…

A photograph herein; and there as long as I’ve been.

I have come by this character wrought from my ignorance, leading to my solitary lesson…

And as time’s conceded my crawling wisdom, I have been defined.

And herein this bitter darkness, I am thus inexorable…
As I’ve caused this fear unto myself.

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