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Same sun, overlooks the same mounts.
And, - This same tree!
Yellows spread and fall.
The same tree! - night stars call.
There comes THE day, at the crack of dawn.
Sun wakes up high on the east.
There! bursting out of the rocks,
There, there! Oh - my tender green!- To my newborn daughter Sienna, 2010