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On the Feast of the Solemnity of the Mother of God

Forth from that meek "yes" rippled the transformation Quark to atom to cell Coursing through tiny limbs, stretching curiously Comfortable Enclosed in a warm redness of Flesh a robe passed from mother to Son.


-----(c) S. Kirk Pierzchala, 2019

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