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My Bodacious Dreams

Move through a sieve Of memories, Spilling like shards of glass, Cutting into my soul. Cynthia written 2007

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 9/19/2012 4:44:00 AM
Very nice... though 'cutting'... Terry (& thanks for the kind comments!)
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Date: 9/19/2012 3:48:00 AM
Nice haiku liked the metaphor pertaining to the sieve.
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