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Surcease Of Sorrow
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Yesterday, I sort of loafed beside a stream, 
where bright between the trees I saw the dancing waters.
From out the tallest elm of all, a brown thrush called my name.
And once I glimpsed a bumblebee.
Around a curve, the waters spread across some scattered stones,
and how those waters danced and sang like rumbling tenors.
Perhaps, I only walked a mile. Perhaps not half that far.
But I had gone a million miles away from my troubles.
10 07 2018
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