That gear to move forward
is often reverse
The best choice of words
fortune hides in a curse
Our holiest blessing
an omen that warns
And friendship most sacred
in traitor’s reborn
Today frees tomorrow
once yesterday’s gone
Each phrase that escapes us
new words to a song
The time of the season
Fall Winter and Spring
A Summer of angels
— new devils will bring
(Dreamsleep: June, 2025)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
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Great lines Kurt (Today frees tomorrow once yesterday’s gone)
(Fall Winter and Spring
A Summer of angels
— new devils will bring)
Great lines Kurt.
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