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Sep 2010
One misstep,
an ill placed footfall,
the single clumsy blunder,
can ruin even the most graceful

The mortal enemy of canvas
is the day the sun doesn’t shine.
The day the sky sheds its grey onto earth.
Whether rain or snow,
it doesn’t matter much.

One misstep,
and cold hearted canvas
absorbs the error you’d like to erase.
Mistakes fade,
but will always be remembered
by your cold, wet socks,
and the cold-hearted canvas.
Copyright Dec. 29th 2009 Lauren E. Dow
L E Dow
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L E Dow
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