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Still There Were

Whatever might
have happened
or didn’t happen,
whomever I might
have encountered
or didn’t encounter,
whatever might
have worked
or did not work,
whatever I might
have completed
or left unfinished,
whatever I might
have stirred up
or might have
begun to heal,
whatever might
have been, or was–
still there were
the blossoms,
still the moon.

Peace and light, E — Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry.

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    Peace and light, E — Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry.

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