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A place in the sun

My place in the sun is where I found the realm of red pansies amid the green grass that fancies a stroll at dusk under merry shrubs of tansies.                 Art by Michael

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“Language is not like the sun,
heating and scorching
but like the moon
keeping secrets
and the arcane magic of the night
throwing stars
in the lilacs’ claws
till dawn.” -Iulia Halatz

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