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Aug 2015
The world seems to
fall apart so fluidly after
one breath.

One single moment in space
and time that allows my tightly
wound ribbon to curl and fall
below my feet.

I look down as it sinks to the
dust and mess that lay below;
a once imaginary place for this
neatly kept masterpiece.
k
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k  USA
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