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Wie geht's?
Here's my second poem from long ago and far away:
2. Floating free
I see the shadows of
the future in that white
island which is San Francisco
From Tiburon I watch
the misty sea
edging south over San Francisco
and the island of the city
is truly floating free at last
Love and peace - Wozza
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