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21st Century Voyelles.......

Where is this? It’s here

 

Well more or less

 

I listen to the color of music

 

In so doing hear Arthur

 

Hear the candence

 

Of the colored vowels

 

Voyelles, voyelles, voyelles……..

 

And the world cannot contain me

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edgar-whitman-wilde
Irish
Published
Apr 23, 2012
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