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Jul 2018
Untitled
I'll meet you
where white-capped peaks
brush low dim clouds
and fir trees' spirits hover
above the silken silence
of stellar-scented grounds.
Written by
Edera
185
     Fawn, Wordmancer, Edmund black, PoetryJournal and Aslam M
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