| | Light is a witch; she reads a book.
A book with ten thousand pages,
from the stars to the satellite dishes
behind our eyes: the story
is the same, but
has come so far, and
All
becomes different.
Light that is a witch and a long story,
says, “His grandchildren would be grandparents now.”
But she still speaks of him fondly.
(Written in the memory of Robert Jordan, after finishing his eleventh book of The Wheel of Time.)
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| | Posted 6/17/2009 10:52 PM - 9 Views - 2 eProps - 1 Comment
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