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The moment.

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Fill my hands with sand,
Fill my mind with sighs.

Let the time flow through our veins,
Let the distance bind our sight.

Soaking into each others embrace,
We blur the future and sublime the past.

We are frozen in the moment,
Devoid of hue, devoid of flickers, devoid of bout.


©Shedyk 2013
Shadrack Serem
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