This is my favourite part: Turquoise blue is his ink. Always a swim in dream…. A few patches of it on a hand whose life-line is a winter-time creek. Withered leaves float, silent.
You have a real gift. You should publish a collection of your poems - really!
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This is my favourite part: Turquoise blue is his ink.
Always a swim in dream….
A few patches of it
on a hand whose life-line
is a winter-time creek.
Withered leaves float, silent.
You have a real gift. You should publish a collection of your poems - really!
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