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green afternoon serene and bright
glooms of the live-oaks
rising moon has hid the stars
i've won the race
i am the wind that wavers
thoughts through my head
quietly, with reverance, in awe
a sky that has never known sun, moon or stars
at midnight
a poet, having taken the bridle off his tongue
a little peach in the orchard grew
from our hidden places

 



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