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Poetry Type: Long Form

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Street side breakfast

Sun slices through the leaves

– In my eyes, the lines –

Yet, aberrations through a lens

Some things are best felt.

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Dark clouds in the sky

Blown away with time.

Dark clouds in the mind

Much harder to unbind.

Uncertainty in darkness

Together we find light.

Lost without a path ahead,

We lead with heart instead.

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Lines overlapping

Rope hamper by the door

Both dark and light

Changing by the moment

Home, and life, and

Emptiness, and beauty.

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Back and forth

Ice and fire

One outside

The other within

But always paired well

Always with pain.

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Late work, early dark

(Breathe to settle a mind)

I hear the blues a callin’

(Breathe to settle a mind)

But no matter if I’m confused

(Breathe to settle a mind)

I always know what to do-

(Breathe to settle a mind)

-with those tossed salads and scrambled eggs!

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