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The Words of the     Master Poet

fall onto the Page

Like     Children     emerging

from the    Mind of God

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Gentle is   Love

::

We cross       Boundaries

We make       Peace

::

Days explode !

( Ruled by the    Vast Pretence
that somehow

We have     Lovers ! )

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Silly little creatures

We defy the gods !

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The  Words   Of the     Master Poet

Also fade away

In the        chill Silence

Where    Children die

( expecting       YOU    to be there )