May 8, 2014
By LifeWrite PLATINUM, Westfield, New Jersey
LifeWrite PLATINUM, Westfield, New Jersey
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It sits beneath the window
and lingers in the sun:
All that seems to beckon me
and know from where I come.

To the South the heat is growing,
and Northern winds all fly--
but suddenly above me
is a dark, foreboding sky.

Our eyes meet for a moment--
a vacant glance, and then
It whispers, you've just managed
to escape yourself again.

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