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Sep 2021
i forgot to water
the flowers
i caught it in
the hearing gear

what it is to
remember
i sought to isolate
a solitary tear

often what is
forgot
ceases to hurt
some part
no longer there

the flowers between
the ears
say no more
colors of dirt..
Written by
Michael John  62/M/SPAIN
(62/M/SPAIN)   
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   Salmabanu Hatim
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