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Aug 2011
Pulverized,
it lays
translucent.
Once virginal white,
now stained
with impure grey.
It's smoothness,
destroyed
by abrading gravel.
Stray foot falls,
imprint it further.
Surviving buds
not yet fallen,
shed dew drops of sorrow
for petals lost.
Fallen petals of every nature..
Martine
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Martine  121/F/Your Peripheral
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