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Jan 2022
Pondering over and over
Until I can't sit still
I think I've had my fill

Mysteries overhead
While all its edges spill
Within a songbirds trill

Echoing far beyond
Across the verdant hills
Bending neatly as it builds

Eyes peeking far afield
Just to savor thrills
From such distant kills
Written by
Carter Logan Iuni  25/M
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