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Recent Poems Up and down, up and down. Winding path heading home. Everyone standing is crowned by stars In the forest of numbers it all adds up! I wear a wet suit to keep me dry Books to the left of me Books to the right of me Im being attacked by the library Evening walk by myself I tip my hat to the Moon.
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