. . .though the names of lovers are forgotten in time, their nameswritten across the sky as ogham threads are tracedbetw — John Daniel Thieme, paulinskill hours and other poems
. . .though the names of lovers are forgotten in time, their nameswritten across the sky as ogham threads are tracedbetw — John Daniel Thieme, paulinskill hours and other poems
. . .though the names of lovers are forgotten in time, their nameswritten across the sky as ogham threads are tracedbetw — John Daniel Thieme, paulinskill hours and other poems
. . .though the names of lovers are forgotten in time, their nameswritten across the sky as ogham threads are tracedbetw — John Daniel Thieme, paulinskill hours and other poems
. . .though the names of lovers are forgotten in time, their nameswritten across the sky as ogham threads are tracedbetw — John Daniel Thieme, paulinskill hours and other poems
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. . .though the names of lovers are forgotten in time, their nameswritten across the sky as ogham threads are tracedbetween the stars

— John Daniel Thieme, paulinskill hours and other poems
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