Day 982, our graveyard.

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Lost writings, their meaning

on an old machine,

a lost pride.

The last paint, final

it’s value, what’s left

at the end

it is character, that exists

written in awareness,

our graveyard.

Nochrisis

Day 763, dead leaf.

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A dead leaf with sky-blue

distorted honeycomb structures shaped with thoughtful fortuitous

deteriorated beauty before its demise.

Day 711, Goodbye.

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There you lay in nowhere land.

Between the sand and memories.

A stone to mark the time for now.

And in a stare, we’ll meet again.

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