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Cataract Clouds Cataract clouds In a late summer sky Kept me from seeing You sunbathing high, On the rocks … Near the sea.. Hearing your mantra I knew you were there Clad only in sunbeams And soft ocean air, On the rocks… Near the Sea.. Reaching out I Tried to touch you Clutched only perfume Trailing through, On the rocks… Near the Sea.. Under cataract clouds In a late summer sky. Stephen Nesbitt ©
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