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a maki
Poems
Feb 2012
between
I walked to the edge of the river,
dipped my hand in and
felt the cool air hit my chilled fingertips.
I knew no one had been here before,
practicing my ritual of solitude,
saying goodbye to yesterdays faults.
Standing on the edge of the river,
somewhere between land and water.
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a maki
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