in between the lines
his words
sound louder
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narrow path
the realms of old age
a grey hair blade
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nagigating through
thickened clouds
  GPS,effortless guide
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as budget  rushes
through narrow gauge
people miss
all broad way hopes
once again
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imaging its own face
in pond waters
a tree
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burried
under mounds of snow
crocus flowers
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