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Written by e. j.
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Tuesday, 07 April 1998 00:00 |
Clouds drifting by write all that need be said White ink dissolving into blue paper Reappeared as sunset rose
Fall leaves and rain Again remind me of this year's passing.
Evening swallows turn as one Sky fish bound for a rendevous with night One, caught, flutters within Carrying my heart in magical flight
Floating before us Black waves upon the breeze Swerve and climb the heated draft In a dance of no meaning
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