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Poetry Drive-by: Playing In The Sand

    playing in the sand

i
remember
i
was
five
playing
in the
sand
alone
by the road
with my
fingers

a
bluebird
flies over
i am
amazed
wished
i could
do
that

the
bluebird
dances
by
with
smiling
violet eyes
winks
and
glides
off again

leaving
me
alone
with the
sand
and
my
dreams

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