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Accordion Respiration

Mists upon
my
face, a place
of mis

placed packages
in a

splash,

into a gulf of trash,
meeting
explorer’s feet,

opening into a secret
path,

where secrets meet: Hidden away, like the sight of a night inside

of

a

day.
Written by Cipher_O (WarlordoftheWrittenWord)
Published
Author's Note
I went on a walk in the rain/snow...

Found a secret path...

Found a babbling brook where one
would propose to their wife...

I filmed it...
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