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    Shafts of golden bright
    rays of runaway sunlight
    shining through
    little gaps left
    as the thunderheads
    do battle above.

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    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    Pypersong’s Poems (18)

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    (Elemental) 0 08/13/2009
    Wondering 6 04/24/2009
    Her answer (in her own words, not mine) 2 04/24/2009
    Trembling 5 04/24/2009
    Fallen 3 04/24/2009
    She 1 04/24/2009
    Unanswered 1 04/23/2009
    Mommy 1 04/23/2009
    A raindrop Knows 0 04/23/2009
    If Only 1 04/23/2009
    Show Me 1 04/22/2009
    Rebirth 1 04/22/2009
    Pause 0 04/22/2009
    Merciful Death 3 04/22/2009
    Oubliette 1 04/22/2009
    What If? 0 04/22/2009
    A Certain Symmetry 2 04/21/2009
    The Elm and The Oak 3 04/21/2009
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