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Feeling a floating sensation

with a quicksilver lining

emerged inside my thoughts

that I keep above the sea


A waking instance of the

imaginary keeps me close

to you


These dead flowers in this

dying rain wilt before us

This,that can not contain

my tears


A scent beyond the gravestone

to be made alive again

against the wind that

caresses my broken heart

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