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His First Mistake


He ignores my words. They never reach his ears. He turns his back on me. Without no apology. The trees hide whispering birds. Karma on your car lands a turd. Through the cloudy skies they steer. Like little tiny specks on the horizon you see. Shapes of signs from zodiac astrology. A friendship never formed. Sheltered from the unpredicted storm. A family still unborn. Independent & private in a dorm. No one generation is mourned. A perfect formation Sacred & purposely placed in this nation. A face unknown. Homeless without a number for a phone. Harmless it freely roams. © Harmony Sapphire . All rights reserved
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