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ancient heart

The ancient heart of blood red sand sensed season’s slide and felt the slow parade of life’s rough hand, yet sighed beneath that touch. She knew of more than we could know and thought before each breath which opened to … Continue reading

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Impressions of India

I seem to find within your trackless depths a very part of me which sits and nods and knows for sure that other selves may be and finds a way to tell. I take my vision, hold it close and … Continue reading

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