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VALLEY GREEN

Tumbling down, we fumble around.
My fingers follow along a Wall
seeking the farthest Door:

Lush legacy of teasing Green,
tempting me until the aching
Body of This relents and lets go.

We overlap, I fill the gap.
Jump inside, outside of you
and spring the Trap. Zap! Zap!
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WANDERING THE OUTLANDS
When sun descends beyond the rim
of some far distant hill
When water lillies fall asleep
on waters cool and still
When ice blue skies of milky clouds
have lost their golden hue
There in my somber moments I
return to thoughts of you

Should there appear an amber moon
and stars of lucid white
Should velvet shades of ebony
set off their splendid light
Should I give in to weariness
and would sweet sleep ensue
There in my slumber deep I dream
of longlost days with you

Tho morning's yawning sun begins
to climb the smoky skies
Tho tawny beams of sunlight chance
to rest upon my eyes
Tho I resume my journey through
the outlands wet with dew
There in my transient life I keep
keen memories of you
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THE WAR: WITH BOTH EYES OPENED

some behaved well
some behaved badly

some were us
some were them

some were in favor
some were opposed

some led, some fled
some just tried to hide

most were in-between
those in-between,

on either side
mostly fought the war

most survived
while others died
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