Don’t dwell on what has passed away or what is yet to be. Ah, the wars they will be fought again. The Holy dove? She will be caught again. Bought and sold and bought again. The dove is never free. Ring the bells that still can ring. Forget your perfect offering. There is a crack in everything. That’s how the light gets in.

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