New Year’s Message.
By Jim Conley • Dec 31st, 2007 • Email This Post to a Friend •
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“In the still of the night, in the world’s ancient light,
Where wisdom grows up in strife,
My bewildering brain, toils in vain,
Through the darkness on the pathways of life.
Each invisible prayer is like a cloud in the air,
Tomorrow keeps turning around,
We live and we die, we know not why,
But I’ll be with you when the deal goes down.” - Bob Dylan
Jim Conley is publisher of On Brookline.
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