Let It Be...
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The feet of heart
Heavily laden
With agony and ecstasy
Desperately clutch at
The shifting
Vagrant sand dunes
Quite a few moments of death
Drop as tears and
Mingle with the wandering sands
To bloom as a desert flower or two
Elsewhere
Is that a mourning?
Is that a celebration?
Let it be...
(09May2011)
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