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33 The Prairie Lights The Prairie Lights have shown the light That books and poetry are The admirals and field marshals Of the raging battle for life. The Iowa Riverside Soft ripples gently sweep Through the surface of the river. Ducks and swans happily swim up Stream, mid-stream and down-stream Across and about in gratitude to the giver. The quietude is a servitude for creation A perfect place for a writer. No Need For A Queue It flows with so much ease As if to beckon peace: please Come, please peace come. Elsewhere the world’s in a coma Come here for the rescue There’s no need for a queue. ...

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