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From moth to flame

This urban child's mettle

has farmer's hands and Scruples too

'Fore' public Safety's measure

 does NOT preclude

 A Fire Escape

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Hospitality includes a 'metol' T-square 'fore' two

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From clove's to hooves

a ripe Reply

The Evenstar shines

from darkest nights

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From 'dew' filled skies

the beggar cried

His greenest grass

an Earthen bride

Her thirst denied

Her truth's denied

She nearly died

The oldest spark

the deadest flame

declined; t'was another's

folly 

to'forge'

the times

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The menace of men 'lies' within

their Accords; 'folly's' whim

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The Ladies of the NILE have no 'measure'

Mother Nature's truest treasure(s)

Beauty in motion; are/our spirits unfettered

Creative 'sparks' rise and fall

The winds of change remain

for all

to rest in PEACE, time honors' pause

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An Earthen bride so scorned

Has no sorrow for mortal men

Yet, endless are her tears

that herald far beyond

Epochs' countless years

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"Nul et non avenu"

         "Adieu"

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