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Yesterday from Afar
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by Bernie McCann
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She knows nothing
she can't be real
as graceful as a swan
dancing on water
she smiles like a child
And all out of balance with the piles of leaves
the heavy gray of autumn
there is no life in her spring
there is no order
And I picked her
from a face in the crowd
like everyone else I thought I knew
first look, first love, first warm rush
Yesterday from afar
she sent best wishes
in a scrawling hand
beyond nature
from temporal landscapes in some other world
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December 27 ,2009
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