orgami's Diaryland Diary

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when most others are faded in routine..

cold fire her eyes sweep
me
the pout of serious doubt
beneath the sweep of
hooded bang

flickering in their
intensity
and slowly the smile
ripples at the corners
like a sigh of wind
in the sails

I have met
many
And have met
few

whom has this
spark

8:50 a.m. - 2010-11-28

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