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Jun 2020
The waste of beauty...
Curved and ordure
tan yet pale, made of
soft fibers
with an essence of sweets
Precise and oblique
down, somewhere beneath
Radiant
elated above.
Waste of beauty...
holding your surmise
a keeper of what lies
Ahead.

-LR (v3sago)
2001 a simpler moment in time
Art OvElar
Written by
Art OvElar  M/Chicago
(M/Chicago)   
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