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the night rain
and Chopin
fall onto
my comforter
and smell
good
so good
the street light
explores my eyes
searches for my brain
but my brain
is dead
so dead
wlodzimierz holsztynski ©
1992-06-02
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jthserraabout 14 years agothe echo ties it all together
I have felt these moments before. You've expressed it perfectly. Well done...
jth
Looking4Elizabethalmost 20 years agoI dig it.
I really like the flow of this...Short, but highly effective, I'm able to put myself there with only a few lines. Nice work. ~L
