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Poetry from the fellow Trent Bellwood

10/14/12

Naiad

Upstream
A splashing naiad
She stands across the street
Too much not to see
All around her, raindrops
literally shimmer in glee
I walked right by a naiad
I just wish she'd looked at me.
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