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Nov 2016
can you see it in my eyes
or hear it in my sighs
somewhere someone sees
listens
cries

is there anything to it
this life our being
here near to death
as life
sighs

I sigh again thinking
about the things
I have experienced
people
near

when for once clearnessΒ Β became
tall fervent
suddenly
right on hand
clear

as the bell rings Sunday morn
and the skies bluer
after a storm
and rainbows
appear

hold my hand please anyone
let us go to where
this life  is calmer clearer
peace is norm
and the seas
near

let us walk among other men
with similar
dreams
among the
gods of
mortality

sing
wordvango
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