Tuesday, August 9, 2011

words inked on paper
musty scent of pages turned
like a looking glass
it's our well known reflection
a strange familiar fiction
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  1. AnonymousAugust 13, 2011 at 12:36 AM

    I found your site on Paul's Paper Moon blog.
    You write very profound beautiful poems! Glad to see this.
    Greetings from
    Renée

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