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November 2020 Collage Poem: Carrying Our Dreams

The hungry boy stares at herself like a clock
Mum hungers, drinking thistles in water
The children carry their empty plates in dreams
And haunt Boris but not Karloff.

Carrying their dreams in reflections 
Windy Miller considers sunset for better or worse
Observe the magnificence of now
Sealed with wax in a glass box brings
The other side of love.

In meeting, we would seal a fate, the ...

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Carrying our dreamsNovember collage poem

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