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She says goodbye to the face and dress
lets her hair down long catches air
in the wind she is and night is way past nigh
she’s again a little girl running singing
goodnight moon after all this very long while
in a step clutches beams in mid-air, nothing there but
graceful descent in a fall maybe to Avalon, she’s heard there’s a king there

© Chagall 2014

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