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Anticlinal

How long does it last

When it's forever

Rolled into the past

Running a fever

True colors, broad cast

One day as ever

All together, done

When another eon lies

Folding into none

Lows and highs

Whispers of old stone

Buried in the skies

Past time paralized

In incessant news

Eternal life sized

Waves of letting loose

Surfaces incised

From current abuse

Whatever goes back

Whatever waters away

Slips into the cracks

Only a matter of day

Some days cut deep

Most are lost to sleep

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31 / France

Published: Apr 22, 2023
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Notes: "I had no idea ! "

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