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Moonscape - 1969 Within one boot he turned and spoke, "I leap, for I am man!" In the light of one eye, his mother laughed and sang while lovers cried at the loss of mystery. Who now can claim the moon as a source of madness. That first step in ageless dust will last forever but not one day beyond. He marked each stone for rememberance and, though it didn't matter, he never saw a tree. |
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In memory of the day poets and lovers lost the moon
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