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beauty (4)

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soft hand
of beauty
in mine
two souls
that searched
this land
finding nothing
but torture
and then
like magic
the words
the words
they collided
and collected
like clouds
you see
in dreams


Written by burrben

September 25, 2012 at 11:33 pm

Posted in poetry

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  1. I like how you laid this out in two word segments.

    Noah Matthews

    September 26, 2012 at 3:05 am

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