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May 2019
You are my view through youthful trees
A glimpse through out of focus leaves
Slightly akilter yet without runoff
You make me want to paint anew
With paint for you
As if I had once been sought
Not all that I write is about me. Thank God lol
Colm
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Colm
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   Bogdan Dragos
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