first light this morning
flows in like molten silver
a distant bell chimes
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first light this morning
flows in like molten silver
a distant bell chimes
I dream so I write ..
New Ideas, New Forms
Musings from an insignificant writer
connecting communities via traffic-free paths
A Journal of Poetic Observations
Pictures and Poetry, Picture Poetry
My Journey on the Lonely Road to Deaf Acceptance
Ellen Grace Olinger
Love the sound of bells
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