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Wednesday, December 22, 2010


Pulses of light,
Throbbing of hearts.
Voices in unison,
Glow in the dark.
Hands holding firm,
When the mind stands alone.
Snow falls slowly,
smearing branches with messages from the unreal
Remembrance in time,
Of all the smiles we had.

1 comment:

  1. Less of words and more of meaning, lies the magic .....
    Good one :) keep posting