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I see you like I’m standing on the moonAnd drinking in your blues whose hurricanesAre silent swirls that dance the windowpanesOf paradise; I do not see their ruinOr hear the heartache in your hopeful tuneAnticipating freedom from your …
Michael Stalcup
Rachel B. Baxter
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Beautifully written lines, Michael Stalcup!
A few good stories, a thousand different versions. My dreams are written in form. Author of Mother Scorpion. http://rbbaxter.com
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