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Fleeting Moment
burning wood
smoke rising to the sky
fog finally leaves
and you see trees and houses
soft wind
touching your skin
fleeting moment
so light upon your heart like a tiptoe
now you remember someone
you wish she will be forgotten
it is sweet and
sour
nothing's changed
despite.
poem
by
Ric S. Bastasa
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