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3d
I have starred from the sand
Long enough to know
Imperfections never fix
Themselves.    Thank God!
I used to  wish plagues
On the birds for
Dropping me here
Near the river
Until the night
A woman  bathed
In the moonlite.
She leaned on my
Skin with hers
the tips of nails
Summer heat
Blushing my leaves
The pepper loons
resang again
And again.
unfinished
Michael Parish
Written by
Michael Parish  Tacoma, washington
(Tacoma, washington)   
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