Recipe for survival

sit till Christ comes

howl till the moon is new

weather another lost hope and rage

prophesying destruction to the nation

Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Sunday 2 December 1666.

Dave Bonta

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till the is new
weather lost hope
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