17.

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ωhite satin sheets

Under the light blue sky
Drops of leaves
On the pavement by the side
In the sole sublime 
Comes respite from within
To touch the soul that
We cannot fathom with delight.

Amidst the crowd
And alone inside
A profound submission
Unbridled, and needs no strife.
Sparkles rising in the liquor
That will enhance sweet nectar
… of the balm of life
Now alive, awake with swallowed pride.

Permanent glass walls and
Bright tube lights
A smile cherished but
In a photograph’s life
An empty mug
A tower of files.
I’ve got to go home
And end this night。

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