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Friday, April 25, 2008

warm windy violets

curtains sway
against my jewelry
fingers
sharing secrets
with warm windy songs

scattered violets
best friend dandelions 
outside the screen

wondering

if their boxes are soaked with tears

all before
cold chocolate milk makes
the school day seem
blown
in warm swish-swosh-sway

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