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Aug 2016
This fleeting second
Vanishes in your eyes
Like a shooting star
Across the night's sky
May this night not end
Not ever, my love
For the morning will bring
More seconds and
The night will bring
More stars
But I won't have you
Birch Swinger
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Birch Swinger  Amidst a Pathless Wood
(Amidst a Pathless Wood)   
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