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Oct 2017
A distant shadow looks,
The man rides to and fro.

A glance at the missing,
A Father's wind.

The moon in their eyes,
The limping love,

All I see
Of the two moons,

Clouded skies
With trickles of moon
Beams,

I cannot live in the sky.
The Dedpoet
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The Dedpoet  38/M/San Anto, Tejas
(38/M/San Anto, Tejas)   
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