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May 19
the silence of a library in summer
is pleasing
one pencil's drop is as deep
as an ocean
its sound ebbing towards my shore
of attention
from one end of the room to other the shadow
of people gone
only a custodian and his keys celebrate
this momentous occasion
At last, it is I and every book alone next to the sunshine
of a glass window 🤭
Heaven revives me in the littlest
of moments
Guadalupe S Partida
Written by
Guadalupe S Partida  32/Los Angeles, CA
(32/Los Angeles, CA)   
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