love is more radiant
when left free to grow in the
garden of our hearts
radiant
the coming dawn
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bright moon, why the haste?
stay to reflect the glory
of the radiant sun
what a way to go
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why so dramatic?
leaves dress at their radiant best
at the point of death
J M Lysun
J M Lysun 
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