I’m trying something here that you used to do; tell me how I did Thomas R. Barton, JD 😉
Zev
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I like it. I like it a lot. Should I do a spontaneous derivative of your fine poetic Derivative? Why not, devil dog.

In the grey light I see my perfect Imperfections,

Scarred and strained, still by the grey light, I see all that is me,

By the grey light, I see thee,

By the grey light, I see in me, thee,

By the grey light, all imperfections adorn us, me and thee,

In the grey light, I see all that is real, all that is thee,

all that is perfectly scarred and realized beautifully Imperfect,

In the grey light, You are the real, the scarred.

In the grey light, I see the real, the Imperfectly beautiful,

I see you in the grey light, “the me”, the radiant imperfect “me”, that is thee.

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