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Sep 2015
words making up a sentence
can propel you light years
six times the speed of light

washed up on a beach bereft of poetry
a heart can seem to wither
and then break on the smallest wave.

wave of hello or goodbye
triumph of life over death
a small emotional volcano.
Written by
nivek
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