Wednesday, July 24, 2013

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Sweep the floor, flip the chairs
A breathing sea of unclaimed stares.
See the last wave crash through the door,
flip the chairs, sweep the floor.

1 comment:

  1. I like them. I would like to know why certain things were written.
    Thank you for sharing part of you with me.
    Love and me love you!
    Momma

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