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Above the lake, beyond
the mountain’s rim, the sun rises
and sets. In between: smoke plumes,
shut windows, catacombs of bells.
Purveyors of fine poetry since 2003.
Purveyors of fine poetry since 2003.
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Above the lake, beyond
the mountain’s rim, the sun rises
and sets. In between: smoke plumes,
shut windows, catacombs of bells.