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MOMENTS
MOMENTS
The tree's huge canopy ~
Shares its movement in the Summer breeze.
But close your eyes
And you will hear
Them speak to each other.
Two lovers fight ~
Words hurled intent to violate the mind.
But open your heart,
And you will see
The fear in their eyes; fighting for themselves.
A son cries silently ~
As his mother spits his father's name on the floor,
A...
Monday 23rd August 2010 2:15 am
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