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Jun 2015
With your smile
to set likewise
the sun
after storming
means that I
did partake
the clouds'
drink.

Between pleas
for clear skyline
I sip
from the leaves
until
swallowfuls
paint the sky
pink.
cosmo naught
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cosmo naught
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