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waters stay   sunlight plays
eyes open   just awoken
that's all   so very small
just myself again   amen

Do you know
how much it meant to me
to be in harmony
planes rising in the air
fare much better
with no fetter
but with gravity I speak
without chic
always true to letter
boats going by in waters
raising plumes and feathers
would be better
if this mind were letters
could you read me then?

© I.B. Nelson
Date unknown