THAT WHICH HAS COME BEFORE US
DEVILS WILL COME
I watch. I listen. I see my son. I hear my son. I know it’s him. But it’s someone I have never seen or heard. How can that be? I try to make some sense of it, try to hear some reason, some excuse.
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