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Through a light drizzle
a grey expanse of sky shines—
a grim, grim car-scape.
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Wonder
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November, spring. BOOM!
Bloom, bloom, bloom—bloom blossoms bloom,
blossom while you can!
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Poems
4 September 2018
Disturbed
the line is crossed
into the
special world
live this life
there’s no return
surrounded by enemies
lurking & pounding
& friends
with gifts
dark mystery
& promise
desperate odds
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