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Fragments
the fragments
of glass
lay on the floor
some parts
of us are
hidden
red wine stains
and petals
of a yellow daffodil
a window
opening to the blue
sky
night as dark as
my black
underwear
some stars
begin to glow
from your eyes
as i wait
asking for
some answers
i go outside
looking for you
this is the hub
of the city
i am silent
walking alone
along its
crowded streets
poem
by
Ric S. Bastasa
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