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Saturday, March 06, 2004

INTEGRITY HAS BEEN SIGHTED



"From off your face, into the winds of winter,
The sun-brown and the summer-gold are blowing;
But they shall gleam again with spiritual glinter,
When paler beauty on your brows falls snowing,
And through those snows my looks shall be soft-going."

--Wilfred Owen, from Winter Song



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