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The Horizon and Hills - A Pantoum

The jagged horizon , delights
the distant  hills of soft  gray hues
with  constant contact  day and night
and seem  to add mystique to views.
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The distant hills of  soft  gray hues,
surreal beneath the sun's last   ray,
and seem  to add mystique to views
as sleepy days  on knees they  pray.
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Surreal beneath the sun's last ray ,
they stand in sanctuary of peace
as sleepy days on knees they pray.
The calls of birdies soon will cease.
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They stand in sanctuary of peace,
to face another brand new day .
The calls of birdies soon will cease.
Perhaps they too are on their way .
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To face another brand new day,
they dwindle , lost in sunset sky .
Perhaps they too are on their way.
and fly to nests , they build so high.

Agatha Lai July 03