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the contrasting sky,

the contrasting sky,
its blue to white
behind the green,
as a bird, wings tight,
arrows by
to be traffic with
the fairies, grey,
as Earthly whisper rolls
amongst us & All.
and, stilled, we follow
as so prone to do.

play, ye, mongst
and yet you know not this poet,

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