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Wordly Seanley
...The
Poetry of Seanley Donnachaidh
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Taste the wet snow
impurities abound
face the reality
of an earth unfound
taste the wet snow
on your tongue of love
face the reality
of a peaceful dove
taste the wet snow
the stars are in tow
face the reality
that you've stubbed your big toe
©Seanley Donnachaidh
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