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Days Of Joy

A new day, a new sun,

forever old and familiar

and fumbling with open secrets.

rises on the grateful earth, shaking hands with people

and the luminous

and the things they said were empty.

How it all keeps the seed and maintenance

of an original,

a happy accident for us.

We might pick something up

worth a pretty penny, or a song,

or the hard and precious ride of a life.

Anthony Cañez

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