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Name in the sand
whose gritty taste
dissolves in brain’s bowl
of liquid lace.

Message in the mind
floating on dumb fear
of death’s dreaded
dust-swollen tongue;

seed of a flowering heaven
blooming in grey furrows
transforms dull horror
to guttering hope.

Hope that a miracle spark
of good, will send
forever’s glimmer into
a dark dead end.

 

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