moon
haunting more and well the same road
where a pair of amblers
dream of a start and finish to interruption
tho many a moonlight and seraph tumble from the sky,
the amblers
can say of it "there's one tree that's never shed a leaf"
O! they dream of a start and stop to this space, that,
inviolate, has yet to break from what's crammed into it -
planets, houses, stars, moons, candy wrappers, and poems
justly, say I, do the amblers remark of the sky, perhaps in
chorus, tho but two, "there's one tree that's never shed a leaf"
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