SEPIA

Today I see clearly where my imagination
wants me to be.

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Sat behind a closed old sepia door,
A beautiful relic with
round flat stone steps,
and crusted weeds that burst wilted and tired from the ground.

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Writing modern-day stories
on old flat round keys.
As I wrote I dreamed of Europe…

sepia 2
…Paris in particular. LDS

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