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Some Quatrains

Winds humming

Through the grass

I sit and listen

As moments pass

 
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Events occur

Moment fly

Memories linger

Until we die

 

Life is a brook

Let it run free

To join some river

And a far off sea
 

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You are strong

I acknowledge

My smartness though

Has an edge

 

Silence speaks

If only you listen

Even broken mirrors

Show reflection
 
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A message in a bottle

He finds ashore

It tells a half story

He waits for more