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MoteWhen she turned her gaze upon me, / I was a mote of dust / caught in a beam of sunlight
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Hiroshima - a clumsy haiku.The sun touched the ground / and turned the world to ashes / the domed tower stands.
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My Father's PaintingA life hangs painted on the wall of the world / made in brush and texture on the canvas / the hills and trees and rivers of experience
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Choose wiselyTaking our place in the rainbow world / our wandering concern will fall on love / and with shaking hands we survey the prize
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Rain, tears and turning.The cut is yet deep. / Standing in the crowd holding her hopes like a child with a balloon / the rain wet street mirrored on her cheek
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Rain.I laughed in the rain today. / I saw that I was free / to laugh or cry
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Moonsong.Selene casts her silver cape across the sky and gazes coldly / as bats exchange their hanging world for dance, / flashing over the sable sky in half-seen streaks.
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The JumperStanding on the shaking edge / the jumper gazes at the beckoning plunge / tilted on indecision
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The Old ManIn the garden, / an old man sits / head bowed over a book.
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The March of the ******Grimly the silent crowd paces the familiar path / their faces fixed on some imagined horizon / they flow like water
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