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A day Moon rises
A clear blue summer’s eve sky
A visible muse
Saying I’ve been here all along
Dancing circles ‘round the Earth

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Shadows on the ground
follow like corps du ballet,
a pure symmetrical,
leaf patterned, Salome dance,
undulating on the ground.

A flute toned breeze plays in the air.

Blurred far horizon
A drizzle grey sky looming
Let’s walk toward it
with a firm resolution,
never reaching the end.