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Showing posts from September, 2013

i said hello. you

I said hello. You ran. the swift cutting breeze, the intensity of how you
feel. lack. i stand under the sycamore tree, pushing my dark rim frame closer. shield
me, protect me. the lens fail. eyes pool. i think.
i usually dash. for you, i stood. cathartic, hurting,

vulnerable. i stretched hello and you fled. leaving
me with. 'was it meant to be?' Oh, I Ling-