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wandering blue moon
inspires my heart's deep yearning for that which I cannot reach... sky-high white lantern lighting or not the dark sky why has my life gone awry? orange harvest moon how do I touch your folly? through empathy or sadness? guardian of my path can true love's light say goodbye? will darkness not answer why? now, wandering heart, from fragrant moonlit gardens I gaze upon thee once more... white light bathes this love and my hundred year bonsai pleasures I cannot deny... fragrant moonlit gardens 4 november, 2006 [2006.4.1...b] Sedoka Form (Written for the Writer's Cramp)
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