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Apr 2014
When you whisper light into my being
With soft touches that call unseen
I hearken to the floating I become
Where waters in air so twirl
The ground is then, nothing known
When I spark and do unfurl
And all I have is all but me
So will you try again to see
With those orbs that stand out
Like a blaze in this world
You are currents so beneath
Where wind nor Sun could ever dare
I attempt a stammer
As you float by,
moving matter in your wake
ponny jo
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