A Mist of Blue

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    A Mist of Blue

    There's a mist of blue hanging high beyond the clouds it seems stagnated wont move. leangering holding on tight. Cant break loose. Cant explain this mist of blue. You know it too.

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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

    windympearson’s Poems (12)

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