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On A Good Day

The rustling of robin's wings

At sunset, viewed through hammock strings

And apples heavy on the bough.

Summer ticks quickly to its close

Hummingbirds frisk the gladiols

Autumn comes soon, yet I am now.

Present in phototrophic skin,

Feeling all that's without, within,

My selves made one, this day allows.

Rare thing, rare day, and reasonless!

Tomorrow all may go amiss.

Still I treasure it anyhow.

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