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An unfolding mystery.
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LETTER FROM BOB
I will admit A craving to travel, While I suck and spit, Rearranging the gravel, Dream on - Bob, Dream on . . . Till no stone is left u nturned, There's no real chance For a searching soul To escape from the trance Of a goldfish bowl, Dream on - Bob, Dream ...

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RING A RING
A s growth rings the tree, So for me, Yet invisibly, As memory, And knowledge, Fused at conception In a cellular super nova, Releasing another potent life, Into orbit, Around its own sun, Its own, originating star, The shining blueprint Of its own design, S...

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SNAKE
A s the snake May taste its tail, So may we Know time, Neither ending Nor ever begun, Yet there, Somewhere, Between tail, And tongue.

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MY CAT
W hy does my cat Look me in the eyes? What is it there, That equally applies, More so than a care For the perils of feet, That seem incomplete With their strange lack of hair, Or coats that change, As do the skies? Why does my cat Look me in the eyes?

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IN CARE
I heard my son cry out aloud From the land of yet-to-be, Demanding safe passage, Your slipway to this world, The nurture of your taut, silken breast, And to know just how adored, Basking, uninterrupted, In the warmest deep Of your loving eyes, The luxurious...

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SLEEP
T o be cradled, By angels, While I sleep, In love as high, As my darkness, Is deep, With Holy kindness, Rid my blindness, And bid this heart, May start to weep.

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MILLSTREAM MIDNIGHT
T his body, A mere token of my presence, As the wind whispers its advance, A secret splash, Another presence In the dark, cold,  Fluid, reflective calm Of the wide mill stream, Before me, Now retired from industry,  Resting in its own nature, As am I, In th...
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