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tonight the ocean sings the land to sleep
the geese who fly south overhead speaking to me of distant places I will never see tonight the stars peer down onto me as I wonder at their pink-hued light which winks at me from a time when dinosaurs still lived tonight I know what it means to sleep within a circle in a teepee in a tent on a high Himalayan plateau as night creatures stir and see and hunt in ways which I cannot do tonight I breathe in air seasoned with salt then splashed upon this inlet of sand tonight I dream of wearing garments of hide or coarsely-woven cloth, feet calloused from walking the earth, my heart wild yet settled living among my people I am here where I was meant to be tonight 1:56Pm PST 10/18/2019 time/date stamped legal copyright for this poem and also for this author/poet Melissa A. Howells and also for this legally copyrighted site title MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD Vote for this poem
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