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Jan 2016
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beaded curtain coming down
cacti wear a jeweled crown
it's difficult to wear a
frown

the smell of succulents and sage
the tympany of titan's rage
my mood has changed
i turn the page

through the leaves
the moisture seeps
in cloud cover the sun sleeps
birds are hidden
in their keeps
and all around

the sky

weeps




SoulSurvivor
(C) 1/4/2016
Dad is better
He hasn't been sleeping so much today
The nurse came today and checked his heart
He has an elevated blood pressure
but he should be o.k.
He's going to the doctor tomorrow
Thanks for all the good wishes and prayers!

Now the only thing weeping is the sky!
SøułSurvivør
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