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crumbled sunset

another sunset
sunken,
 
sifts me
unrested.
 
beautiful mind
in a decline,

I rise up
in knead.
 
this poem; a plated
prayer.
 
soon, the moon
will need it;
 
breaking bread
into unconsciousness
 
bydk 02/18/19
Written by bydk
Published | Edited 19th Feb 2019
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