Trance conflicted mind trace the tick tock of a master on the wall,
Controlled motion of dwarf-syndrome deformed arms and pointing hands
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In the ethereal white darkness past twilight
The growl of the wind rushed to his ears.
Trees buckled, bent in the sway of the fierce storm.
The twist of the roving watch light cut
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Lying on the grass under the pre-dawn sky
Where stars still pulse their existence.
The wind chimes alive in song
Hanging from the porch I helped build.
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In the quiet darkness I rest against a tall maple
In the absence of buzzing life my thoughts are free and capable
My mind wanders in the calm moonlight
Every sound is amplified in the still night
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I thought as I said “You do when you want to”
You’d look with a sneaky smile and I would say
“You think so? ”
Or was I not as once but true
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