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Tuesday, June 24, 2014

World...


My Father once held the World in his hands...
Then my Mother left on her Journey...
And the clouds softly wept rainbow hued tears...
And the trees mourned in mesmerizing dance...
As the somber wind caressed them...
Then the Sun slept...
And darkness set in...
Starlight was all that remained...
Like sparkling shattered glimmering fragments...
Of broken glass...

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