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Wednesday, 26 August 2020

English poetry by Josephine Grace S. Baliling Kampong Cham, Cambodia

 

Tombstone

A dew of death, sweet to me as heaven’s raindrops

As the wave of the ocean claps

Floating away from the rocky hill

Reaching out for wounds to heal

Down until I lay upon a grassy meadow

Where I can see your shadow

We waded through the shallow

Path we take is so narrow

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