New Sensations – a poem

Fresh felt when seen as newly experienced

By those to whom such delights are alien

Wonders left behind by civilisations ancient,

Known to us of old though new again now.

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The spirit of mirth expressed without censure

Fires us all to greater heights, unseen for

Many a moon or year’s passing, strangely

Filling another with unbound laughter.

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