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Dec 2017
Visions inside eyes become inspiration
for a wandering poet.
One who has a quiver of pens
to grab.
Who has a sharp colorful pen to load as arrow
and bow to shoot toward page.
Feather moves through air collecting words
as proper aim hits target of page squarely in the middle
Bulls eye... another poem is written.
Saw word inspiration and out came the poem. LOL
Star BG
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Star BG  66/F/New York
(66/F/New York)   
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