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Oct 2014
I breathe in and breathe out,
standing on the Railroad to Forever.
Looking up, I see Spring
carried by winds towards Wherever.
Looking down, it’s an endless sea
(the deepest, it’s called Infinity).
When the winds grow stronger,
I shall fall like Autumn didβ€”
into a whitewashed grid
and burst in sangria
and saffron and brown
and turn the Universe
Written by
julius  Philippines
   Musfiq us shaleheen, ---, Pax and r
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