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'This is where I was always coming to. Since my time began. And when I went away from here, it became the midpoint, to which everything ran before, and from which the future ran. But still, my love, we are here, we are now, in silver nitrate sequestrate. The other times are running elsewhere.']]> image-id:69
'This is where I was always coming to. Since my time began. And when I went away from here, it became the midpoint, to which everything ran before, and from which the future ran. But still, my love, we are here, we are now, in silver nitrate sequestrate. The other times are running elsewhere.']]>
'The Skylark sings as joyfully on Christmas Day as on any other day of the year'

Poem by Jane Nicol 2004]]> image-id:68
'The Skylark sings as joyfully on Christmas Day as on any other day of the year'

Poem by Jane Nicol 2004]]> image-id:67 image-id:66 image-id:65 image-id:63 image-id:62 image-id:61