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Oct 2012
A red rosegarden submerged by a
flash flood...a break in clouds.
The sun plays across the red
rosegarden, an aqua posterity...
as if luminescent blinds open a
window to a deeper beauty.
The preemptive strike of being
pools their red...swayed in a
drowned breeze--their lucid
signatures gladly sign them away.
Written by
Onoma  (N)ow(Y)ou(C)an
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