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Jan 2020
Energy displays its fickle ebb,
bubbling through tree branches,
whipping up the alley.
This cosmic dance trots on,
eternal music raining from stars,
and it's as if I need just one touch,
one grasp,
to be pulled along, allowed to ride
the current to better horizons.
Daniel Magner 2020
Daniel Magner
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