Of Our Earthen Sanctum & Sanctuary: In the Breadth of Our Ageless Monolithic Matriarch
The Thoughts and Ramblings that Echo Across the Face of This Rock
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First Note From the Author
In Chaos
In a life amidst this chaos,
there are the trepidations I remember
and the things that I don’t know…
I breathe, and claim…
A face—in light;
One that’s fleeting,
As if, it resembled Time,
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