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May 2018
i heard those raindrops fall so silently
atop the colorfully striped canvas
that stands above my foolish head
but there in the dark corner
where green and violet cannot exist
a breeze blew to shake the way things were

so simple it seems to sway in the wind
to feel air flow betwixt the leaves
and the sky to glow a color unseen in day

my eyes continue to tear but
not from the thoughts i have or
the emotions i truly feel
spring has arrived in full force
with beauty, serenity, and visions unknown
i tear for yellow green and all that can be
pollen. i tear because of pollen. **** allergies.
Kevin
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Kevin  somewhere in jersey
(somewhere in jersey)   
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   JL Smith
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