William Cohen

Keep your head up above the water child,
kick harder not to drown,
keep your head up above the water child,
hold on until your found,
...

ah the pursuit of butterflies,
maybe mostly trivial as we run
around chasing them with our nets,
a trivial pursuit you may say,
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My veins will harden,
and my blood will thicken
and beat ever slower from
heart,
...

Far from a window pain a crack of thunder ring's out, then
a murmured strain, into a sharpened silence of the night,
with wind chilled by fright, the heart thumping inside the
chest the eyes widened with shock, the owl cries upon the
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I the beginning there
was nothing, and then
the spark came, and
the kingdom of time
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The breath of angel sent thee,
brought down on the wind from
Gabriel's harp, to Caresse
use weary mortals, and make
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