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Intention can mold a face On either side of the head Seven eighths shadowed And one half lit Bridged nose comprehending Life-red cheeks And seeking. Sun-heated path In any direction Meets oak park benches By park lamps. Feet tinged by chilled swaying greenery; Move forward, Or change faces and digress?
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Jan 17, 2014
Jan 17, 2014 at 10:33 AM UTC
courtyard in the early morning.
Intention can mold a face On either side of the head Seven eighths shadowed And one half lit Bridged nose comprehending Life-red cheeks And seeking. Sun-heated path In any direction Meets oak park benches By park lamps. Feet tinged by chilled swaying greenery; Move forward, Or change faces and digress?
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Jan 17, 2014
Jan 17, 2014 at 10:33 AM UTC
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