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I balk
And gum trees are moaning
Possums are already gone
In the shelters to behold the sun  

I walk
With morning birds are chirping
In the garden to embrace the men
And maple trees smile within a mile

I talk
With love whisperers while they sing
In the oceans of joy to dive deep
In the mountains of stars to climb high

I flock
In a sublime regime of evening
And when two cockatoos waved me goodbye
I found a moment of love sweet and deep

©mhsantosa (2010 – 2012)
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