Writes of fancy & feathers of flight!
It's the Poet's own I have in sight
and taken from the Spring of Light
this rhyme do sound O.SO right.
Walk.ed on and beyond the cry
my oh my what's in my eYes
but a sound. Pause a moment more
I listen with heart before the door
making sure I heard the More.
Is it true?
There's a wind blowing love
the color of Blue.Water. What's
matter if indeed I hear you.
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