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Windows open and close outside
it s n o w s and s n o w s
inside you writhe like heated skies
lid lit eyes switched off and on
Tropical Night spreads tributary arms
Sheds  their sleeves threads and weaves
She cries°~`j-§



Poetry by Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2017-09-03 at 02:18

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ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Bravo, Chaucer.
Ken
2017-09-03