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There They Were
There they were
Blown beneath the moon,
Was it too early
Or was it too late,
Or was it a blue moon
Once when things
Carry on crazy,
In any case
There they were,
Wind-swept, wondering,
Bouncing beneath the moon,
Sometimes blue
Sometimes irate,
Sometimes in love
With it all,
Never meeting,
Never knowing
Each other
As they worked through
The drama called life.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
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