ONE DAY
phishing for scenes
whishing through doubts
into bubbling gardens of zen
smiling with the crackling seeds
falling into streams of blue sky
trickling through broken conversations
weaving through the past fall
of the pages unspoken yet
leaving in silence
broken by comforting voices
disappearing into the night
light of the house so comforting
pain of impulsiveness only a moment
with them and time to think
about why
-me
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