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no mere whimsy, to extend this trembling hand
no mere words able to express
how verses and prose and lyrics and song
together make a path of stepping stones to

another land

one where whimsy is free
and so are the trees,
rustling and gossiping and twittering with paper leaves

where fish of ink leap and splash
and winged things with music staffs flash

blossoms bloom, vines will twine
may this group I call mine?
Fae wrote this a while back (totally forgot about it! whoops!) to ask to join FreePoetSociety.
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