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Blue Mist

Early morning wind,

Reflection,

Sparkles the soft dew,

Operatic larks croon,

Silent fading moon,

Young minds occupied,

Triumphant,

Eyes glare,

Noise,

Iron carriages unaware,

Relinquish the thought.

 

The great deity has chosen,

Now,

Friends of the morning depart with a frown,

No knowledge,

No pain,

No thoughts of why,

Onward from mortal life,

Unto paradise they safely fly.

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Oct 9, 2009
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