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May 2013
tired
   eyes

bright
    screens

water-wanting
   lips


fingers clicking carelessly


hopes
and wishes

of a small gold
coin

to buy

a stack
of
many
many
   lollies


...naughties

   chocolates

and invisibility
  cloaks




  
the dread

  of the coming
dreads

the hopes

of the
future


   the grumbling
stomachs

  and whispered

hellos
"Hello.

   have you gone away again?"
The Forest
Written by
The Forest  21/F/Sydney, AU
(21/F/Sydney, AU)   
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