Monday, December 17, 2012

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In  syllables, 
semicolons and  symbols,
my conscience refused
to die..
From decorated coffins
my dreams i pulled back
nestled there a shadow
very close to my royal oak table
Eras turned silent

in dark mountain caves..
ahead of shadows and dreams
i walked from my garden
to one autumn in earthen
elements... 


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