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Obscured from local memory,

The chain of recollection broken

By the passage of years unknowable

In magnitude,

Songs once sung by singers

Of feats of greatness

And grace and

Triumph and tears

Shed under a younger sun

In a different time, now

Lay silent, forgotten

By men too busy

Scripting their own

Stories to hear

The murmurs of those

Old Ones

Who now whisper their wisdom

To the wind.

Tim Konrad

December 23, 2020