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May 2017
I return to that ocean cliff every day,
looking on
trying to
find
a hint of those raging sunflower rapids
hidden in
time
it was supposed to be Blue at first
        but yellow sunflowers devoured

                day on to find
                         rapids in time
Written by
bradley martin
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