The Last Handful of Clover
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Epilogue
There are deserts in the Hereafter. There is plenty of room in which to lose myself.
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Excerpt from: “Song 57” by Keith Woo
As it appears in “Apocalyptica: One Hundred Laments for Salt Lake City” by Keith Woo, page 193.
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Chapter 3.62: The Last
How could I have let myself crush something so fragile and so beautiful? Richard wondered.
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Chapter 3.60: The Last Stars
Slowly, through almost two days of this sacred work, Richard felt his soul healing.
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Chapter 3.59: Empty
“But what if you miss your opportunity to cross over?" Billy asked. "What if your way out closes?”
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Chapter 3.57: The Last Gift of the Wanderer
“Poppa Bear,” Keith said. “You tell me both hello and goodbye every time you say you love me.”
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Chapter 3.55: The Dread Anticipation of Release
He was tiny. He was weak. And he was broken.
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