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This morning will fade
Never to return
A nights teaching obeys
Another misgiving learned

With always a thought
When moonlight shines
The moment is caught
By memory and design

An ever clouded sky
Looks down upon
Those who will try
And the ones who have gone

As with you before
A murderous affair
With wings that are tore
In falling we share

About G.Edward Smith

A stranger in a strange land...
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