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Jan 2013
The morning weeps with the agony of fermented knowledge,
While a wanderer shines like luscious rapture.
The moon fiddles with the ocean's delight.
Stop!

The sunset bathes in well-deserved water.
Help!
The wind blows bubbles in purple sorrow,
And Heaven lingers in barren ecstasy.
Written by
Olan Douglas Webb
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