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Wednesday, September 12, 2012
Last Canoe of the Season
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Long has paled that sunny sky: |
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Echoes fade |
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and memories die: |
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Autumn frosts have slain July |
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Still she haunts me, phantomwise, |
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Alice moving under skies |
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Never seen by waking eyes. |
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Ever drifting |
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down the stream — |
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Lingering |
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in the golden gleam — |
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Life, what is it but a dream? |
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Monday, September 10, 2012
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