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Half of the world rising up
on the east welcoming sun,
watching the day unfolds.
Hoping for grace, a fresh start.
 
While, there is a nacreous pearl,
a shell of the western sky peering.
Through the ridges and ridges
of sand-covered castles in the city.
 
Orange gloom in the showers
of the sandstorm. Like an hourglass,
little diamonds in the seave.
Time slips down in a [...]

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Clothesline

you  reposed-
contoured in a shape
 
          formed ridges,
          dividing horizon.
 
          my fingers were
clothespins.
 
my legs were
propping
 
while you stretched
receiving weight
 
some wet linen
hung, to dry

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