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Theres a storm
Brewing in my mug
The coffees dark
The pane is dusty
The clouds are black
And the cup all brown 
Reflect on to me
From the book below
Lines words and para
memories lie folded
Some  toxic some not
In wooden frames
The light reverberates
Thro intangible channels 
 Of Materialism 
Just another 
stormy morn
Need to mend 
The storm within....
Theres a storm
Brewing in my mug

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Date: 6/26/2016 11:49:00 PM
ohh, deep reflections while having coffee.. nice to read you again, sashi!..huggs
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Date: 6/27/2016 12:39:00 AM
Thank you very much Rora for stopping by and reading and light ...sashi