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Aug 2013
one by one.
   as the first sun rises, each raindrop
  falls from
the Gutter's Edge.
      
                each after the last.
              a foot a time,
           setting the hunter's trail
        through Natura's White.

                   inhale, exhale.
                 weary heart-beats in-sync
                vivid sense, one with the Myst
              steamy breath in fog.

                         awaken, scintillate.
                       shying pupil
                     exposing Iris' Secrets
                   by light streams through blinds.
                                                         ­         
                                                               ­finally.
A Journey :)
Written by
lindisa mathabela  in my head
(in my head)   
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