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Feb 2011
The signs seem clear.
The wonderful language
of unborn sights and songs
to your eyes and ears.
How lucky, to be present
enough to see, and hear.

This guidepost is not
necessarily for you,
but I’ll follow my visions,
if you’ll seek out that star -
And independently, I think that our paths
may cross, because we believe
There is more than us.
Poetry by Ted Boughter-Dornfeld Copyright © 2010
Ted Boughter-Dornfeld
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