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lacesgraces

were becoming
sworn to easy
leaves began this way
as snow
upon my favorite
summer day

as silence
come to pleading –
lonely for a sigh
as red and yellow
folded
lullabies

held the night
with wishes –
sometimes yet i feel
the light is all
and nothing left
is real

made of me
forever
lest i drift
as one – the clouds
or sail beyond
the sunset
i am now

. . .

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