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MAGNETISM
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2002 Poetry Sun under my aqueous eyes,
Moon upon my twilight locus;
Your baritone's a muse, audible
in spite of the space and time
written 11/15/2002
:-) thank you:
The place from where the Moon is sent
is somewhere in the Orient
She rises when the Sun Goes down
white horses on the merry-go-round
-- My heart hears the muse and write
like the dawn when it preceeds the night.