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POEMS



Sun Dust

Deep from the
green
cloudy
dark
billowy
dreams
beyond
the memory of
sight
a feeling
ventures
forth

Towards the hinterlands
let's hither
wild horses
pull us
closer

The fluttering
of
ten thousand
angel wings
like
monarchs
soft on the
palette
yellow
puffs
clouds
pollen
sun dust







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