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July 2013

Posted on July 26, 2013 by anna mosca

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help me to remember
sunset is a lie
and it’s dissolution
of form nothing
disappears

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we have no more
eyes to see
in the dark
the sun doesn’t die
we do

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Michael Dale on July 31, 2013 at 2:45 pm said:

Spoken wings took me to another place. A magnificent memento mori. I love it

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- anna mosca on July 31, 2013 at 4:44 pm said:
  
  Thank you Michael, that’s it.
  
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  - Michael Dale on July 31, 2013 at 4:50 pm said:
    
    You walk the beauty way. I honour your path.
    
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miljana on July 31, 2013 at 4:06 pm said:

I like this very much. I like short but meaningful poems. Great!

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anna mosca on July 31, 2013 at 4:46 pm said:

Thank you, glad you like it, sometimes I get of the tangent “the shortest the best”, got a whole lot of one liners…

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misplacedbookworm on August 12, 2013 at 2:15 pm said:

I love this. So true.

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