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Shallow Windows

By dawn's early moonlight Visual trance hides divine In Burrow Whither Falls Where strings denial hangs tight River’s less than decay Laughter’s final descent Striping comfort torn wide Through red sector waking Puddles fear them coming These live’s who burn away Running backwards full smile Drunk on honey and gin Cherry trees held vacant Around daunting screams Spring’s Wedding gift two who’s love Forgot headon embankment Centers inner matter Stricken beside forest’s Hotel sanctum hatred Sharing reaps sow Whisper -Forever

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Date: 4/12/2018 5:19:00 AM
Such a lovely poem Mark!!! Enjoyed reading... All the best to you!!
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Date: 4/1/2018 12:57:00 PM
Hello Mark, I can see everything happening in this poem, in my imagination. A beautiful poem. Have a nice day my friend.
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Darlene De Beaulieu
Date: 4/2/2018 6:10:00 PM
Yes i did.
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Mark Miller
Date: 4/1/2018 4:26:00 PM
Thank you very much. I was wondering if anyone would get it? You did.
Date: 3/29/2018 2:35:00 PM
Well, that's the full truth. They're not the dead walking, I am. I found that poems are useless if they're not about discover---recover. Now take that.
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