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Gesture

A
blinking eye
echoes
its stormy tear,
Through the landscape of
your mind.
Falling in the shadowed
shades of
discontent; puddles if
it is left behind.
Growing in a chaotic
crescendo
clashing, Unavoidably…
splashing.
Until…it is all but
swept away by a single…
Gesture.

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