July 22, 2011
A medication parona.
The red sun ignited the spotless clouds.
Rebirth of the informal.
Sunday soaked with trees.
She notices the modern generation
and leaves without speaking.
Closeted insect incased with cotton.
A solitary space for all of us when
we succumb to our downfall.

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