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vast empty church, 'till a vagrant wanders in, clothes vintage and dated, a veiled girl is holding a vase and turns- but the man vanishes, leaves, quick the vagabond disappears . . . __________________ May 5, 2021 Poetry/Pleiades Verse/vacant Copyright Protected, ID 05-1352-715-05 All Rights Reserved, 2021, Constance La France Written for the Standard contest, Pleiades V sponsor, Kim Merryman, Judged 05/07/2021 Third Place

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Date: 5/9/2021 4:24:00 PM
this is very original, Dear Heart. Congrats on your win.
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Constance La France
Date: 5/10/2021 2:08:00 PM
Andrea, thanks for the compliment and congrats, love _Constance
Date: 5/8/2021 11:50:00 AM
Creative and mysterious! Congrats on your win, Constance! Blessings, Kim M
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Constance La France
Date: 5/8/2021 2:43:00 PM
Kim, thank you for the inspiration, contest and for my placement, appreicate, love _Constance
Date: 5/8/2021 11:45:00 AM
- Unique and wondering ... and exciting - Congratulations on your win in the contest, Constanse - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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Constance La France
Date: 5/8/2021 2:43:00 PM
Anne-Lise, thank you for the compliment and the congratulations, love _Constance
Date: 5/5/2021 12:17:00 PM
Hello Constance I wonder why the man disappears. hugs Darlene.
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Darlene De Beaulieu
Date: 5/6/2021 11:40:00 AM
Hello Constance, you have done this poem very cleverly. Love Darlene. Really something to ponder.
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Constance La France
Date: 5/6/2021 7:28:00 AM
Darlene, thanks for the visit and comment on my poem, yes, well that is the mystery of the poem, is the man the girl sees, God ? Is it a vagabond just afraid to be noticed and runs away? Is the girl holding the roses even real or a ghostly presence, love - Constance

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