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Thursday, April 27, 2017

Poem- "The Windy Touch"

The Windy Touch



A fume lingers from the share at
breathing mountains near to harvest, 
when her new hand makes a rumor
to make it fear over by chest, 
fuel as parted on cold hunger to
gain his advance upon way, to leave
us breaking orders for pay at glee as
worthy dead may; 
this real path can three profits make
time of as expired through sea, while
gift so high to play in passing choice
before sign we're at lee; 
my slow hip after turns two miracles
out of color as closed, wave of fill as
angel frame prior during stock of act
as rose'd. 



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