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Nov 2018
Like a bird on a wire,
Watching.
Waiting.
Listening.
For thoughts as peaceful as a meadow,
Thoughts that are as elusive as the gold at the end of a rainbow, yet just as precious.
Thoughts I yearn for, but will never receive.

~ j.l.
Some peace would be nice.
jl
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jl  22/F/Mars
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