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The Island & The Cloud
Between freedom and Instagram
there is an island,
where men go to be alone
An island of words
in arresting colors,
with meaning indicted-but seldom heard
Between Facebook and tomorrow
a cloud sits waiting,
where men go to find themselves
An Angel calling role
in blind acceptance,
all names rejected-the letters whole
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2019)
there is an island,
where men go to be alone
An island of words
in arresting colors,
with meaning indicted-but seldom heard
Between Facebook and tomorrow
a cloud sits waiting,
where men go to find themselves
An Angel calling role
in blind acceptance,
all names rejected-the letters whole
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2019)
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The Island & The Cloud
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