gold

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a snowflake can bring joy in
an otherwise dulled existence
he hovers just below my radar
and shines tiny nuggets of
glistening gold onto my eyelids
without explanation or request
for returned favors
a hummed tuned inside my head
sends me to the echo in his
and i wander forward
expecting nothing yet
receiving showers of sunshine
from faraway places

i will wait this time
and see

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