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those are places
geographical ones
pins on paper
tips of pens
thoughts of now
lived before
in a dream
we walked
not crossing
eyes shut
if we look the
weft increases
knowledge of
different places
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This poem is part of the collection California Notebooks 02
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Feeling the depth, moment and the mental visual of it all, ☮️
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Happy to read that, thank you Mistermaxxx08!
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