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Joy of 2012
Joy of 2012
If I could hold it upside down
it no longer hurts
It did only what gushing
water does. cleanse. Silently.
But all things carried an end.
Waiting. Pain. Longing.
And a beginning.
on the other side of sound.
where they still taught additions
as always with subtractions.
I find the year has no left
Only a right.
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