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There is a corridor of trees A cathedral I pass through Where birds fly o’er before me And disappear into the blue
David Rudder
Jenine Bsharah Baines
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Very Wordsworth-ian to me. Lovely depiction!
J…Jen…Jeni…Jenine... Proper names are poetry in the raw. (W.H. Auden) Poet, singer, seeker, hippie grandmother gleefully revealing herself
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