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Aug 2018
BROKEN

in the night
a dish is broken.
In my sleep
I find a token.

Within my dreams
We are a ghost
Lost in time
A forgotten piece
Of life's moments
That always
means the most

Only the most…..
......Only The most.
Written by
Jude kyrie  Canada
(Canada)   
169
       S Smoothie, Weeping willow, S and Alysia Marie
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