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Her Voice

January 22, 2009
By Anonymous

Skies streaked with cumulous bits of gray.
Sun peaks out, goldens around each part of the many clouds.
visible for miles,
Screams of daylight; time stands still
Thought, moment of silence
waterfall from a distance
brush of tree
brush of hand
deception, betrayal
let go, as you will
if you mush, as you should
paint the sky a brighter color.


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