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Wednesday, January 11, 2012


She told fathers, mothers, young, old, others,
several ways over many other nights to search for courage.
She found it's hard for people
to find better ways, better sentences,
to say pictures, find answers.
Yet she found many hands still, between names underwater.
Hesitant to breathe, to spill their truth
in ink on tea stained paper.
She tried to tell every child to throw away
their pocketwatch into the sea , so that
the hands may be able to move someday.
But words are not translucent, so she went away again.

Travelling many eternities, trying to find
someone who would listen
Not by ear, but by heart.
She travelled eternities,
looking for her own answers.






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