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You are high like the sky
and deep like the oceans
You make me feel so fly
and touch my emotions!

You are a sweet dream
in the boring late night
I've stopped my scream
with your torchlight!

You are the rainy day
in the mid of the monsoon
I'm the garden by the bay
Flood me with rains soon.

You are the morning
on the last day of summer
Dear, I am just heading
to your heart forever.
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The widow sits
In his overstuffed chair
Knowing of his
No return
Hoping for one last
Smell of the
Day's  sweat
Mixed with shaving
Lotion
Accepting the faintest
Hint of work gone by
But tears wash away
All memories
Laying back with
Aching legs
Remembering days
Gone by
Eyes burning from
Salty tears
Ready to nod off
The dog reminds you
It's time to walk
Last night I was talking to my friend
About someone who died  long ago
Shamanic sickness
Society itself is sick
poems like arrows
 Aug 2020 David Hilburn
Khoisan
I wish I could call
Everyone beautiful
there is dignity
in a simple thing like names
SOME PEOPLE DON'T DESERVE THEM?
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