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Read Poetry, by Cynthia Louise

While pacing the floor I can see sun streaks across the carpet, marking time’s passage in infinitesimal scenes that play out to the much larger stage of the world’s company. Genre: Free form, Time, Nature ~Cynthia Louise

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