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December 28, 2015
By Anonymous

A soldier stands
solemnly at attention,
as the world’s shadows
are blurring and vanishing.

Mysterious gentlemen
stands alone,
watching with a smile,
despite the unsettling changes.

Happy stranger
wandering in light emptiness,
as the sadness of his past ghost
begin to fade.

The soldier,
the gentleman,
the stranger
is static.
 


The author's comments:

This poem is written about one of  Gerhard Richter's photographs.


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