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Apr 2015
There is a splinter of rose
on the eastern shore
& I listen
to the ****** man
giving a report.
Crickets tone down
their symphony
in a dripping dew.
Somewhere in the distance
canines howl
a medley,
telling us
a new day is coming,
all is well.
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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