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David 1d
Dim lights spill across
a room almost desolate.
The fridge hums alone.
David 6d
Gyration upon
the dormant extremity...
my pencil's sharpened.
David 6d
Warm golden glimmers
spotlight squirrels and their hoards -
unreal renderings.
David 6d
A freshly blown breeze
creeping amidst the shivers.
My hands are burning.
David 7d
Why do you look sad?
Staring with quiet eyes and
expressionless face.
David 7d
Glimpses of lustre
exposed from a clouded robe.
Held by morning glow.
David 7d
Splashes of gold stirred
into a midnight cocktail.
Bleary eyes shrouded.
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