Lying there
on the crisp white sheet,
the poem silently pleads,
“Come fill me with your breath.
I’m lying here, alone, unread.”
JDG
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Lying there
on the crisp white sheet,
the poem silently pleads,
“Come fill me with your breath.
I’m lying here, alone, unread.”
JDG
aholdingplace 
Beautiful indeed.
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Very beautiful
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