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Oct 22
morning tapped
the window

go see
what night has left you

                                                       (along the strand
                                                   waves in bright sways)
                                                     )pitched salty sparks
                                                      in pounding sprays(

do not
always choose comfort

or seek the familiar
it is fine

to ignore routine
to hold hands

with spontaneity
to wake

from a sleep
undreaming
Michael Sean Maloney
Written by
Michael Sean Maloney  60/M/Japan
(60/M/Japan)   
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