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Saturday, March 1, 2025

Rev'd Spooner Meets Rev'd Carroll






 

He sought to thaw  
each thought he saw 
fly, frozen, from his mind. 
He gazed once more, 
then, dazed, he swore, 
supposin' he'd gone blind.

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