Remember

Regarding history, time is the element.

A perfectly woven tale. A bow on top.

Amidst the confusion a white horse with wings.

An evangelical tide rushes in.

The proverbs of the holy, the disdain of few.

Imagine yourself in a carriage. What dreams may come. Only a night or two left.

Peace brother. It is aside you.

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