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Moving From One Place to Another (with boxes)
there was an answer
in the way
the trees pass
pressing budding branches
against the silvering
pull of the sky
i think of the silence waiting
in an empty room
the light peeling
like skin as the day fades
spreading shadow and
the smell of dust
along the growing edges
of the carpet
Tuesday 28th July 2015 12:03 am
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