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My brief respite

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My brief respite

Leave me in the confines of my brief respite

Floating on the warm air rushing through a curling wave

Dancing across lily pads

Stretching across the road amongst searing heat waves

Skipping with flat black smooth stones into the setting sun across the lake

Leave me here

 

 

until

 

 

 

.

I die or something

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About wherearetheheros

just someone my mother might know

2 responses »

  1. Okay. . . for just a while. But then you have to return. You’re needed.
    p.s. your little buddy is keeping an eye (or two) on you.

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