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Too Far to Touch

Predictive redactions on carousels

Open

leaves falling on concrete
bathed in earnestness
Carpet lined corridors

frayed

Nerves

This is a dead end

The ground has to thaw before fruit will    
rot

I could fall asleep out here      
 where the world

stops

Only stars dance        too far to touch

On the precipice of
Predictive redactions on carousels
Written by Burningbutterfly
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