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Feb 2015
A snowy everything
Or complete heat
Is the only time I feel
This awakening
From mindless sleep
And wounds that never healed.
I walk along
The power lines
No beginning and no end.
I hide my face
In dark disguise--
A stranger with no friends.
No words to me,
I have no ears.
A vagabond through space.
A desert song
That no one hears,
A pale and dusty face.
The sound of snow
The curls of heat
Bring this feeling back to me.
I hate it, still,
Do not ever leave,
Dear feeling from the sea.
Angela Moreno
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Angela Moreno
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