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Nov 2021
There is no human hope
Which a train, a plane, or breeze
Cannot whisk away at a steady pace

But the sunlight calls
In its glorious dawning truth revealed
With each day arriving still

No cloud can keep us from the sun
Forever less
From each other be it willed
Fifteen Feelings. A set of poetry crafted spontaneously on my day off.
Colm
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   Rob Rutledge
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