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For a lark

Posted on August 21, 2016 by

Some mornings, When doves are done complaining And finches had their fill, Larks take over the air waves. They sing their crystal arias While swallows swoop over vineyards, When the breeze is gentle, And the day isn’t yet scorching. Two … Continue reading →

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