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Curtain of mist
Shrouding the horizon,
You this day contain
Dreams and views unknown,
As of yet hidden in time.
Shiningly one entwines,
Waking from a thought,
Tendriled ideas of touching games.
Sounds that brush the being,
Duet the looks.
Copyright © Wm Paul | Year Posted 2012
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