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the universe is synchronous,
its beauties overlap,
tunes are made of birds on wires,
Leonard sang that song for us
nature plays its songs for us
riffs are spun of days
melodies of suns and moons,
of particles and waves
each to each is brought to us
all her songs belong to us
each is ours to keep,
ruthless ones of hearts on fire,
ones sublime and deep,
ones both right and wrong for us
Jim Culleny
4/27/14
Blink 