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Astounding in the Now
The orange runs through
An easing glow
With one leg at a time
climbing in the window
The glass is hot then warm
I'm thinking of love
And the sun where it sets
And of where it will rise
My dreams are above
And i leave them for a time
They are like the crows to come picking
And doves that come bringing
They are never too far
Iv'e a dream of this
And it's not as peaceful
Nor steeped in all serene
While i am beholden. here.
Astounding in the now
