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on the cusp of March

almost a full moon

almost the day

you turned from the sun

breath gone

a yellow rose

becomes drought


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We can forget the prickles of the past.

Can we?

Or Just to inflict upon another fresh wound.

Maybe that way we can hide the past scars and scratches that lay upon most hidden corners of the heart.

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