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Cotton Candy

Whisps of pink and trickles of blue
Pale in sky, sun peering through
For less than that for more than I
The sun peers our o'er drowzy sky
No wind snakes through our huddled clothes
Twisted vines of scarves enfold
Sit and smolder, your lifes gone by
a new beginning: if you'll try.

Last updated: 2014-06-17

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