Could we even say
that on the last day birds
lifted morning into light
with their song.
For Desperate Poets
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Could we even say
that on the last day birds
lifted morning into light
with their song.
For Desperate Poets
qbit 
Nice one!
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Somehow this strolls from “Close to You” to something closer.
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Requiem for Karen in that reading? The flesh ever closer to the bone?
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Oh, how gorgeous. You know how much I love micro. Thank you for keeping it alive. ♡
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Yes. Less is often more!
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Love the precision of this, not one word astray. I am the last one to know what we can even say these days, but the need to say it continues.
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I feel the same.
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Something of the sound ( or not) of a tree falling in a forest that no one sees.
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