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Add to favoritesAll That Remains
written by: James Bell
@jbell_counsel
Only through words can our futile thoughts find some semblance of order
Life brings discord and chaos with seldom a safe haven or welcoming border
Letters crowd and litter the paintings framed by the mind
What perceptive sentences can we ever hope to find
Phrases like blood surge through our warm veins
In the end a beautifully etched story is all that remains
James Bell
Advocate & occasional writer.
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