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Sep 2018
The world takes on a light
That was concealed the whole time
There is sunlight cupped in leaves that rustle
And seem happy just to be

A wholesome glow comes over me,
The family of trees stand watch over
The ridge they've lived their lives upon
All moving with the breeze.

And you and me,
And you and me.
You filter the water
From the stream.

And you and me,
And me and you,
We're happy just to be.

With moonful eyes the evening bides
With us into a starry night.
With wine, we go down to the river
To see a shooting star.

Suspended there with us inside,
The heavens mystic muse supplied
The mountains held us in their arms
With mushrooms in our eyes.
Written by
Sometimes Starr  Another place
(Another place)   
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   vb and Molly
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