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After Eight Moments…




Angry eyes
Won’t see through me,
No more
No more,
I’ve buried sweet promises
And hard feelings
Deep under the porch
Of you yellow house.
The other flowers
Will still grow,
While I’m seeking
A brand new sun..




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Description for the visually impaired; Close up on a bee caught on the heart of a large sunflower.

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