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Duckling on Black Soil during Daytime

A Year Ago the moats of your castles were those big round eyes brownies shot projectiles piercing my blue skies you dug trenches with blinks thwarting my yearns and choices countering lashes that sink your eyes hugging other voices try recall those starry nights I was in left field with my demons at fight up against your shield throw me no bat and ball given no chance to come to the plate it was easy to see me take a fall pocket dreams of you is all I fate and those brownies only read the cover it hurts. not the pages of me to discover connie pachecho 8/1/17

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Date: 8/1/2017 5:04:00 AM
A lovely sonnet written for my heart. And a lovely picture of the little duckling. I often stop writing verses, Like the ugly duckling whe asked what I can do , I think I can see the poetry of the seasons, the poetry of your eyes and caress the grass of hope, feel the wetness of the sands from the sunrise and the sunset, and even see the wind as long as the leaves of time. But what's more important, I saw something wonderful in your lyrics.
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