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Mar 2016
Let the sunshine filter through the shade,
Breaking the rules of yesterday.
With dancing beams of pure light,
Singing with voices of lost sight.
While rays of light show dusty bits,
I myself run out of tricks.
So as I watch those dancing beams,
I sit and stay to watch over dreams.
And as the day begins to flow into night,
Sleep, O sleep, hello goodnight.
Seth Milliman
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Seth Milliman  South Bend, IN.
(South Bend, IN.)   
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