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Cold harvest nights
Indian summer days Desire written on thin leaves Caught on the restless wind Lives touching each other By accident or plan The touch so quiet Yet intensely deep What has been Is now not What is now Is changing and won't stop What will become In a dream unfolding Two souls caught In God's lot Originally written: 6 October 1991 Revised: 17 July 2001
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