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Monday, 31 August 2015

Magic ...

She is earth
damped smell of rusty corners
dripping and soaked
with the midnight shower
that gushed in with your fragrance
phantom apparitions
chariots of memories
soaring, flying, 
shadowed behind free walls
ironies,
depictions of lost forevers
fading suns,
glowing through neon leaks
fistful of words
blown like dust
scattered, gone,
arranged on landscapes bland
like watercolor stained portraits
careless perfections
serene
mouthed silences
whispers of infinities
she is magic.

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