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   I Step Out On My Porch 
   Near Midnight

   flecked by moon made mica.
   Cold, windless air—even
   the roar of the woods
   is faint tonight;
   And faint, too,
   the creak
   of my leather jacket—faint
   As the rigging of a galleon
   heard across the seas of time ....
   While overhead
   Orion faintly flickers.


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