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Oct 2011
ripples flow out, flow out some more
when tiny pebbles break the still waters

small disturbance upon tranquil pools
pushes sailing leaf boat to shore

where breezes tumble her fallen form
far away from crystal pools
she'd had no business sailing on

(she hadn't had a rudder by which to steer)
Bruised Orange
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