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Mar 2016
My breath fell like tears, could you ******* voice that
I inhaled It fell on you like rain but you were dry in the
moments they descended and I was doused in regret.

I could have exhaled so much but instead one lone
droplet descended and  my voice was heard in the
silence of its landing, all was now told.

Could anything be greeted from silence but a
exhalation of significance that was  never heard,
I evaporated all that was said and it fell in a single tear.
Poetic T
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Poetic T  On Oblivions Doorstep
(On Oblivions Doorstep)   
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