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Wednesday, April 10, 2019

Into the Vaporous Air

By Michael Mauro DeBonis
©Copyright 2019. All rights reserved.

“At the ocean’s seaside, so I stand,
near the word-rich waves, upon the the sand.

It was the manor grounds lastly I was seen,
at my island house, before the summer green. 

I walk the hills and the beaches I pace…
but over the years, I’ve lost my place.

Secrets are the things that made me moved,
away from all in my heart I had loved.

Time will one day make me found,
and I’ll rest in a spot of some happy ground.”

   February 7, 2019

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