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May 2013
I keep sound
hearts
the subtle beats of footsteps
and laughter filling halls
with echoes
and light
making their eyes glow
in sync
with the rhythm
of their own revelations

Their dreams
and imaginary eternities
I use
to paint
in letters
and mirrors
on imaginary canvases
contructions
in a backlit simulation
of reality
Patricia Drake
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