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 Elena's Humming Soul


The breath of noon.
Moving on,
Can't make amends
Chime in forlorn.

Waiting for the wind,
Will the arms of time bend
To reach the inmost part of pain...
Or cling to only what's fleeting again & again.

By: Elena Maria Mana-ay Parcon©2019

Date Written: January 26, 2019

Date Presented: March 3, 2019

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