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Dec 2016
So I marvel at the stars;
retrograde of
Mer-cury or Mars.
Sail past me,
my Moon.
I ask boatman;
carry my tune?

And I marvel at the stars,
Here to marvel at the stars.
Such a marvel; the stars,

Stories, heroes, cast wide and far,
watch them dance, those circus stars...
...headed East,
a breakfast with Mars.

And I marvel at the stars,
Here to marvel at the stars.
Such a marvel; the stars,

entertainment,
circus
stars.

Mercury, Moon and Mars.
TRIBUTE TO THE GOD CONUS!!!
..and the merry women who danced for him wearing one.
David John Mowers
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David John Mowers  43/M/Raleigh
(43/M/Raleigh)   
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