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"Looking Out At The World" (by Joe DiMino)
As I look out at the world
I am also looking in
These are the flowers
I planted
A white picket fence
For the soul of my nature projected;
Neatly trimmed grass
Orderly of my thinking
And the children at play,
My passion to somehow
Go on forever
It is a Mysticism
Ancestors dreamt of in caves
From which I have never
Fully awakened
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