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Somehow the sun

Sneaks in

Unnoticed, even shunned

By those not ready

For the flicker

Of a flame already snuffed

So many times

By paralyzed thoughts

Of reality known

And dreams departed

Somehow the sun

Slips gently

Making contact, though rejected

By hearts still twisted

With past and pain

Blocking rays, restricting light

As life gives moments

Short yet sweet

To collect and keep

Or resist and release

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4 responses »

  1. Collect and keep… What a beautiful poem. The photo is perfect as well.

    Reply
  2. Beautiful poem. Very nice line “By hearts still twisted

    With past and pain”

    Reply

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