Echoed
mem'ries hiding
where broken laughter keeps;
love's reminiscent shadow weeps
for these breezed branches; heart's internal mend.
oh Moon, the distant mirror, seek
my shattered picket fence-
our white-paint dreams;
echoed.
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Echoed for these breezed branches; heart's internal mend. our white-paint dreams; echoed.
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