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No. 93 - Arch Over
This cold snap will
soon, be over.
The sun will fill
us - arch over
those rainy clouds.
Burn away shrouds
that threaten us.
No. 94 - Eternal Love
In reverie
I dream a world,
a treasury
of love, unfurled.
Where light abounds,
flower strewn grounds
eternal peace!
No. 95 - The Muse
When the muse hits,
I am gripped by
a fever that sits
to laugh and cry
to do or die,
until I write.
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