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 Aug 17 Karen
Ray
the clouds tonight
once white, floating in blue skies
reappear
in the dark, in the light
from a waning moon
 Aug 17 Karen
girlinflames
I see a light—
small,
but burning bright.

I’m finding the way.
This is no longer a well,
it’s a tunnel.

And stumbling forward,
I’m finding
the exit.
 Aug 17 Karen
RMatheson
Sunrise
 Aug 17 Karen
RMatheson
All I do is use
to pass time
until the Sun comes up
with her waking
smile.
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