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"Canal Normandy" by Bill Phillip
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If only I could
Be more like the water
That on a shallow creek
Paints ripples upon the greens
And reverses the concave sky
To calmly avoid emptiness
If only I could
Whistle with the trees by this creek
Transforming the agonizing air
Into intermittent melodies that blend
The gloomy background with scenery
Of astonishing ghostliness
If only I could
Become this panorama
I could betray solitude
And spare a delirious mind