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Poems
Message
When your tear
Drops onto your words
The ink slightly spreads
Your human insight flows
Then you stand in the letters
The commas
The dots
Then you burst out of the words
The sentences
Your name
When your tears
Have dried
And your message
Travels off
Then seagulls shriek
And waves they moan
Trees show disdain
Flowers in disarray
But the ink preserves
The intention of your tear
Written on 15 December 2009 |
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