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On A Wavelength
We met on a wavelength
Touched on a tangent,
Hey when it comes to a Goddess
You take what comes your way
And count your blessings,
Or your lucky stars,
Whatever you
Persuasion,
We sat on the edge
Of the Keatsonian theory
Of truth and beauty and love
And all, infused with a thought
From a hippy maven
That the path to
Truth
Is naked and high,
And the Goddess did
What a Goddess will do,
She left me wondering
Peering into the blue,
Could one really
Handle
Truth.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
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