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  A Complete Thought

 Unheard the music
 but shared so much
 not the sound of moonlight
 the feel of its touch

 A complete thought
 needing no embellishment
 An unlimited bound idea
 cast in flowing cement

 It’s not really what is written
 It is how it’s shown

 congealing of  wonder

 seeds wind sown

  Gregory Gusse March 2001

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