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23h
it hard
too know
as i collect
the leaves

under a friendly tree
when i
shall  find
"the gems"

i sew
the leaves
into books.

with the tread
and
tapestry needle
that i carry
safe in the  pocket
it is only in moonlight
that paints worlds
and i find
gems
like a period
at the end
of  moon runed
poems.
Andrew Rymill
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Andrew Rymill
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     rick and Sadia
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