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THE STILL OF AMITY


A resuscitating deep breath I felt
By her gift of comparison
Worthwhile more than a friend
The day I took her in

Pleasures of life was better with her
In an ephemeral human invention
Where we surf, clicked and typed
Our real and disguised emotions

Her trueness defines the broken part
Where life took advantage of her
In a pleased will not to dare
But God was not asleep

Dearly aroused a morning like this
When TIME, our best gift left
To a place of whom it may concern
As we both stared ahead of fate

I could imagine if silence was right
Which took a great part of us
E-mails, SMS, phone calls edged off
In the wind of memory

Nonetheless, she is one out of all
Whom we share a kingdom of fleet
The passion of friendship
A birthplace at legwork.





Poetry by Owen
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Written on 2009-07-01 at 16:34

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