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I Don't Blame You


by Darryl Price


for going for
the river and
being blinded
by its millions
of invisible

fish, all sparkling
like pink enchanted
dreams made of rose
quartz and shaped like glass
roses, who would? I
fell for an illusion

after
my own fashion,
but I could always
admit my
mistakes and catch

a laugh out of
the blue. I always
looked forward
to your smile.It
seemed to belong
everywhere.





 








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