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Non-such

The empty bed says it all

what are the prospects

of facing facts; broken promises

and forgotten smiles.

By morning it’ll have sunk in

deeper; this love is gone,

the rescue is over and searchlights

will be non-such

By 67paintings

A dialectical site of poetry, painting and the odd musical excursion into the unknown.

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