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We Are Brushing

tiny silver streaks
vanishing in the
womb of the
sleeping 
sea
bushes trees then rocks
appearing like the silhouettes
of engaging women
breeze in the older trees
spreading shadows of
life and death
we are brushing
our memories
sadness is cleaned
happiness in the
fresh breath
another day
she is smiling

sep 1 2016
12.12 pm

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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