Hammill Peter In Camera Magog (In Bromine Chambers) In Bromine Chambers there can be no mercy, no bitter flagellation for your sins; no forgiveness and no sackcloth can cease the dance of ashes on the wind. Too late now for a wish to change all wishing; too late to change, to breathe, to grow. Too late to smother out the tell-tale footprints which mark your passage through the greying snow. |
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