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what a strange sight to see, sunlight streaming through windows; the gentle touch of fiery radiance, falling on silver pillars and plastic handles draping over broken plastic seats with the same ceremony and caress inside a bus as it would in a chapel on this quiet journey homeward, I have found peace
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Mar 20, 2018
Mar 20, 2018 at 6:31 AM UTC
sunlight
what a strange sight to see, sunlight streaming through windows; the gentle touch of fiery radiance, falling on silver pillars and plastic handles draping over broken plastic seats with the same ceremony and caress inside a bus as it would in a chapel on this quiet journey homeward, I have found peace
apologies for not being active lately, I started a full time job after school ended that's been really tiring. the inspiration for this poem came to me on the bus ride home, watching the world go by.
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Mar 20, 2018
Mar 20, 2018 at 6:31 AM UTC
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