Sunday, January 1, 2012

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I looked into the pool, and the way the wind broke up its surface, the reflection of the sky was fractured into a mass of tiny silver bells silently shining their song of light back into the world.
With my hand I scooped to catch them up and see them laugh, but they sank at once
and now all I ever see
is the grey, unsmiling day.

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