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Like a possessed
gold-digger
I keep digging
the dark well inside
my soul
sooty layers
of memories
and no sign
of a drop
of solace
fossils of questions
embedded
in silences
and then peace
like a frozen river
that flows within.
Saturday, June 6, 2015
Frozen
Like a possessed
gold-digger
I keep digging
the dark well inside
my soul
sooty layers
of memories
and no sign
of a drop
of solace
fossils of questions
embedded
in silences
and then peace
like a frozen river
that flows within.
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