Hands of days

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How green the wine,
vanilla gin which stain
the hands of days,
as love reminds and
so defines, the words
the bloggers bring,
in realms where
papers are denied,
in worlds where ether
wins and mind can
burrow, deep like
moles; communicates
and sings.

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About rosross

Editor, writer, poet.
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