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Cyrille Octaviano
Poems
Nov 2014
The one I once was
Tiny, puffy clouds
were once above my head
My feet were there below,
steady and firmly placed.
I can walk a straight path
with no complications
Even in twist and turns
and a loss of directions
Rarely do I trip
or dangle from the branches
The weeds are growing taller
but facile to remove.
I traveled further
in the long, narrow streets
The constant flickering lights,
a very mysterious aura
I headed straight,
but something made me turn
the clouds were on my feet
I suddenly disappeared.
Β© Cyrille Octaviano, 2014
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