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Gold found
its reflection in the silver moon.
Her silken
hair was bathed in sweat.
Quietly in
the night a poem.
Ocean fish
are golden.
A fish swam
brightly through the stars.
A myth swam
in the watery depths.
Ami, my love
for you is like a gem in the sun.
Lonely and
sad the letter arrived.
I'm a poet.
I know it. That's why I wrote it.
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In the shoe
of a watchmaker stood a watchmaker.
The watchmaker
drank coffee from a slipper.
James Bybee, one of the founders of Caveat Lector,
is
a poet, playwright, and novelist living in northern California.
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