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May 2015
I see it there
The curtain on the wall
Where there is no window.
There is nothing to cover,
Yet it stays tied shut.
The lace tails quiver
With imaginary wind;
It drips with
Invisible rain.
Peter Davies
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Peter Davies  Edmonds Washington
(Edmonds Washington)   
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