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nirvanahopemusic

Feb 28, 2025

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The oak stood frozen

Solid gold in the sunlight

Mid-morning tea sweeped air

Outside:

Dewey

Decadent

Daylight!

Keep me,

O, morning

Golden oak at my feet

Warm comfort,

Birdsong blues,

Blushing heat

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