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Oct 2021
at the furthest
                        reach from me,

somewhere on the other side
                        of these lucid hills,

a box of sun has been

cut into manageable

and given to all the young
                        dreaming denizens,

to blow with all
                         they have

inside their strong little
                               ­     up,
into the sky,

circulating light
                          until it dawns as us all.
Carlo C Gomez
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Carlo C Gomez  50/M/The Exclusion Zone
(50/M/The Exclusion Zone)   
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