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Ranger kessel   Poems  
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Ranger kessel 18m
Solace
At once understood,,
I am finding solace
In colors
Leaking out of me.

Surface red, underneath
& in between,
Some things white.
Others blue & green
It is all so right.
Puff lips smack
In shades of mean.

Everything stands that would
Or could end just right.
In whisker of night.
Shined from beam
& whispered in fright

I am free, hallow whispers
Breathe for me,
Clouding shapes I wish
I could see.