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The Foghorn Is Blowing
HZH ( / California)

The Foghorn Is Blowing

The foghorn is blowing
Through a steady wind full night.
It is as my Heart - trying
To make way through the dark,
The water, course known only by feel
But unsure of itself.
Carefully it can be done.

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