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Brian Strand's Posted March Poem
Brushstrokes Of Sunset
sunset sails on palettes of tangerine
I close my eyes to fondle this spectacle
in few nicks of brushstrokes; its glory done
my tears stumble , free falling...
asking for whys of its hues vanishing
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