I yearn for latter-day retreat along the reverent hallways of the South River hollows Along dewberry arbors , beside the Walnut Tree light encrypted fallows To afternoon Black Angus calling the day to close For silhouetted properties atop lavender valleys , gravel driveways meandering back to home The high Moons certain visage reflecting across the olive waters , country lanes splitting evergreen forest ..
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