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Jan 2016
She dances within lines of poetry
hidden from the World

Sitting in her glade in the forest
she has seen all come and go

She communicates in silent touches
while everyone else is on the phone

Sitting in her glade in the forest
invisible to a modern world.
Written by
nivek
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