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Feb 2020
The beauty of here
Is not me
Or that you can see
With the exactitude of what is
No, the beauty of here is you
And that you're willing to look at all
At this reflective, moonlit, sea
Thanks readers. (:

(for HePo)
Colm
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Colm
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