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Poetry 

Collective

Sketchbook

By Sydney Rousseau

I absorb your thoughts

And mirror the realms

That you venture to

 

When there is an abundance

Of dazzling woodlands of Grandeur

And magnificent maidens upon children wish

 

I am flooded with kaleidoscopic visions of yours

The surging tides set me adrift

But when the journey is over and you turn to the last page

 

I will rest in the safe

Until the time to be uncovered

A memoriam of your own memories

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