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Subject: Autumn Ferns
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TruckinPunkin |
Upper Strasburg, PA
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Autumn Ferns
Thomas Anthony Morgan
Quiet moonlight Luminescent glass Shattered on pebbles Where the water carved its path
You old silent stranger, pacing miles of Earth I sure wish I’d known you before that bridge was burned
Liquid prisms, these mountain springs still pour Driftwood, listless floats toward unknown shores
You old silent stranger, eyes like autumn ferns, flaming out and falling Where that bridge was burned You’ll fade into Cezanne, dream and forest blurred I will stay ‘til sunrise, leaving that bridge burnt
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10/30/2021 4:51:49 PM
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