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May 2016
skipping a heart beat
seemingly you,
there, in the crowd


the lightness
of a possiblity
to live,
to hold on


watching kids,
their eyes
tying of shoe laces.
reading the first word ever.
trusting a friendly hand.


dreaming,
of home,
everybody’s there
coloured motion,
disclosing bygones
in now lands


not to cry
when realising
the ephemeral
unreality of hoping


06.05.2016
A prompt from @writerswrite
chimaera
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chimaera
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