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IMPRESSIONS A hint of the South In a deep tonal base, Smoky, silky timbre, Mind's eye cannot erase. Solid land preferred To ocean's tempest tide, From crested rolling waves Thy much prefer to hide. Soul of a poet kind, Heart of mirrored gold, Fortunate the lucky one Thy presence to behold. |
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