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Dominant Harmony; A Mirror at Holy Name

Dominant Harmony In that dream I pinched myself and my father said No! You cannot wake by suffering. So how will I wake? How will I know I’m alive? And how will you know me? My father showed me: a credenza covered with a drop cloth he whisked away: a pawnshop piano. I asked: what […]

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