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Jul 2016
Sunrise and sunset,
will be our momentarily
place of refuge or
even our Safe Haven.

                                            One sun, different time;
                                             contradicting fates,
                                             connecting and
                                             vomiting through gravity.

Sunrise and sunset,
pleasing to the eyes
of everyone who will witness,
but painful to those who waited –

                                               One sun, different places;
                                                trying to collide
                                                to the extent of collision.
                                                Failed­ to become, resulted to catastrophe.

Sunrise and sunset,
– with hope that it will be the last
time they will see it alone.
High valleys to the east; eagle eyes
to the west.

Stirring minds
(22 Sunrises and 22 Sunsets)
awaiting to be thought of.
Sean Pobeda
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