It Was Said

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It Was Said

I see
The river smile
With sunshine
And I smile back .
Sun sits warmly on my
Shoulders and
All the sepia world
Is cast in gold ,
burnt brown as
Dulcet wings
take flight in groups

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Speeding train
Of desire
Roars past
On firm metal rails
gates up
gate and body’s ringing
stops .
Cross the
Tracks when it’s
running
if you dare
To  fervent annihilation
a single still point
Of  NON-EXISTENCE .