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Dulcet, Capacious, Illuminate

She followed a full bright moon

That appeared from the ocean’s edges

Where day’s detritus disappeared soon

Under the arch of rainbows over the horizon;

Upon a hill across the moonlit lanes

She looked at the world below

Revealing wondrous symmetries

And every part of her breasting the breeze

From the ocean far away yonder

She flew down the starry stairs 

With felicity that was not ecstasy

And resembled pleasure only

As the breeze resembled wind

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