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Poems
Nov 2018
Mirage
These hands...
Cast of clay.
Had basked in the sun.
Deepened lines marked their faces
and enlarged cracks marred their backs.
Rough and matured.
They spoke the language of old
and hid the ancient ruins of the past.
Held together.
Side by side,
they clenched the fantastical ideals of today.
However,
uncertain and pulled apart...
The future just falls away - a ghost.
A mirage that eludes grasp and capture.
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