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The Connection Was Not There


broken leaves die

crooked fractures intertwine

it is too soon to offer hands

smiling enough to satisfy demand

gentle falling autumn swaying

foaming at the mouth biting bark

and forth to hope for the moment

that glancing touch will not be brief

thoughts and doubt cloud around

the flower does not matter in the end

electric spent inside while new strings rend

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