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By Jane Rain Date: 2017 Sep 02 Comment on this Work [[2017.09.02.14.21.27783]] |
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On my early morning walk I hear a foghorn in the distance It matches my loneliness All of the stars are visible for me Even the Dinky Dipper I make the perfunctory wish I think vaguely about the nite before There's a level of uncertainty As well as contentment So many thoughts cross my path Too many things are left unsaid But I keep walking away |