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Good morning, everyone.

Here is my contribution.

Waves of Woe and Wonder

Full moon light pushes back the night.

There is mystery weaving, slipping, easing

into cyclical circles, rolling wheels of the years

Tears borne from memories drop

My own grief and glad tidings marry

in the center of my heart.

Tides of wisdom roll in.

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I love your poem. "My own grief and glad tidings marryin the center of my heart." Yes!

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