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Movie reels spin
passing over a river of smoke
moment fall into a day
Illusions sweeten dry time
An empty desk is dimmly lit
gazing into my last sun
ignorance is devoured to the rine

Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: river
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Peter Sugura

Peter Sugura

Portland, Oregon
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