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Winter Mere

As an ephemeral sunset
paints snow-shadowed
  hills
in the finest patina
of a Winter evening,

and crystal-clear
  moonlight
leaks through the
roof of stars,
in ethereal flow
over fen, field,
and forest,

a lonely cloud drifts
along the gossamer
mirror-edge,
where water and sky
become one…

Here, neither sorrow,
nor trace of travesty,
trial, or tempest,
shall linger...
on this lake
of finest dreams!

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