A face in the cloud
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Sunday, January 11, 2026
On the turning
It was on this solemn date
In nineteen and fifty eight
Just past midnight I joined life
And if I could have only knew
Of the speed at which life grew
I'd have avoided all the strife.
—holden klass
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