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Dec 2017
I gently whisper words
upon field of page
like feather drifting in air.

They land gracefully
planting seeds in readers eyes.

They blossom to expand
with visions for viewer to ponder.

I gently whisper phases
from poets heart to page
planting a vibration of love
so perhaps one may recall
their worth.
Inspired by Weeping willow Thank you so much for being you.
Star BG
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Star BG  66/F/New York
(66/F/New York)   
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