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Almost Twelve Noon
it is the silence
that i shall wait
when the clock strikes
twelve noon
when everyone goes out
of the door
and when i am left alone
talking
with my thoughts
it is perfect for me
when i begin to look
around
and find out that this world
is too small
for departures
poem
by
Ric S. Bastasa
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