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Blue Heron
On the water edge, under cherry blossoms alone you muse, serene and divine what's in your thoughts? what journey takes you here? why are you following me? when you strike your great wings to take off what kind of weight do you carry? yet so graceful, like gods of Olympus are you a vision sent by Morpheus? or perhaps you are Iris herself revealed on Earth |
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