What Was Left

January 5, 2009
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The Blades Of the Grasses had blown away
And only soil was left to Us
The birds of the Trees had flown away
And no song was sand for Us
The Blues Of the Sky were hidden away
And no Color was above for Us
The Still Calm Of the Water had floated away
And no Clear was left at Bay
The Warm Of the Air had gone away
And the Cold was left to Day

It was finally winter
A dry and deathly absence

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