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Sep 2014
Our morning inquiry
asks when are we
finally to see that
we are waves in
an ocean of waves..
until this inquiry
we seem to reside
in our red boat
as red separates
from deep blue..
is it today
or does our boat
need a fresh coat
morning brushstrokes
red glossy re-new..
awaiting then
another morning's
inquiry and invite...
CharlesC
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CharlesC
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