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Apr 2011
I woke this day
greeted by sun:
warm, brilliant, present

ray lashed out from mighty orb,
travelling far to find my eye,
yet meek -
patient until paid more heed than dreams

but though the dawn was blonde,
and radiance brushed my skin,

still it paled
Clint Rhea
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Clint Rhea
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