And whispers to me to look up,
Which I then do, not asking why.
The palm tree reaches up to
Clouds convoying quietly across
The cool eternal blue,
That it all could be so splendid,
I never really knew...
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| Art By Mark Harm Niemeyer |
Sunday, October 27, 2013
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