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The Coming Light (Free verse) by poetandknowit

Now with the moon in retreat the sun can again move forward stretching light across the sadness left by the last streaks of autumn, warming the minutes of tricked time, when the late afternoons of this new winter grasp the land, hang against these mountains in the city backdrop just a little longer each day before falling to darkness.

<{Baba^Yaga}> 28-Dec-02/10:55 AM
WE PLAY MUSIC TOGETHER NO ONE ASSUMES ANY THING ABOUT THE OTHER god or un god. and neither of us have mullets, but we will put you in a barber chair and teach your clit to whistle the canadian anthem.




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