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Nov 2014
you are a poem
you are of few
words, visible emotion
yet you are sweet
poignant
direct with your thoughts
you are a poem
in all of its
obfuscating metaphors
and timid lines
meandering through
whimsical dreams
of imperfection
you are a poem
soft, abrasive
holding my poisoned
veins in an eternal
embrace
Andy Fletcher
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Andy Fletcher  Mountains
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