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Wavy Circles

Morning Walk to the Dune Walk

Crossing over the bridge after passing a Raven on a lamppost,

two great Blue Herons fly overhead.

the Geese stand statue-still while I speak

good morning to the runners.

"Good morning, geese", they exhale.

Passing the young maybe lovers,

I travel up the hill to the best bench.

Looking out,

I look for her

and find Her;

shifting into green and a Bald Eagle blesses my eyeline

with a soaring screech of longing.

Every Seagull soars. . .

A melody written in scavenger notation.

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