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Thursday, June 28, 2007


7 lines, 6 beats per

We were silent when I
found you astounded by
the colors in my eyes,
staring as if you had
been captured. I never
let you know I noticed.


6 lines, 7 beats per

What was Noah thinking when
the first rainbow broke the sky,
rising among the heavens
before falling back to earth?
I know what I'd be thinking.
"My God made all these colors."

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