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Aug 2012
There is something of the calm cool night,
no jacket, no shiver, no mosquito bite.
no steam, no ice, it is betwixt,
internal fire --safe in interstice.
You can lie down under stars --as is.
I dip my pen, in what wraps this poem tight,
the penumbral peace --of a calm cool night.
Keith J Collard
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Keith J Collard  42/M/Dedham, MA
(42/M/Dedham, MA)   
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