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Kaleidoscopic

In shadow of the moon, why an illict bone, indentured to the spirit of Buddha ? The footsteps were retraced to find out the angst of disappearing grass. The blue eyes must remain unclosed to print the image of a pink cloud. This desperate retraction. I will not be able? to write a single poem. The unholy exit was damaging the steel of a proud man, still standing erect.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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