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Chasing The Moon
larrylark

When I was four,
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I used to stand by the back-yard door
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watching the lower part of the full moon
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come to rest on our shed.
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Inside among the coal was fool’s gold.
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Above, something I would touch
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when I was nine and had learn how to climb.
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31 Dec 17


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