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About

bird brings sings
a river dream
low hold be still
look by
by the river, gold
in the shape of an eye

earth brown
gold round yellow eye
burns across the width of time
3000 years by the nile

About

replace my cotton haze
in place, a silk rug you can wring
not a sheep that can sing

in my place, so common place,
waste

I’m better than ever 
hated thru december
but I’m thru now

Vagrant as a migrant
over mountains and conundrums 
over roof owls

my city was a storm
your eye of the ocean
saw me!

I can’t spell hell like you, see
I’ll never stop seeing the beautee