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All goes onward and outward. . . .and nothing collapses, And to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier. – Walt Whitman
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…in our rags of light…

January 25, 2021 / Bill Schulz

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2 thoughts on “…in our rags of light…”

Carol Burke

January 25, 2021 at 6:25 pm

didn’t realize this was a Leonard Cohen song. Beautiful. Leonard Cohen was so complicated.

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Bill Schulz

January 25, 2021 at 6:54 pm

And what a voice she has

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