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Hear the night’s language
Moving between streetlights
Far away laughter


coolness upon my face
sweaters delight me deeply
dawn’s arrival slowed
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The still tree’s branches
Memories of autumns past
A street light’s halo

Walking past this church
Light searing into the sky
Quiet song of nights

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Autumn’s gentle days
As the year creeps towards it’s end
The sunlight’s lower

Looking to the sky
As I’ve returned, again, home
Calmness with the dark
On Port Townsend’s streets
Walking on the waterfront
Coffee in the rain 

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