Posted by: Juliann Budimir | February 18, 2018

Introspection

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He gazed out to the path
Of a worn-out dream
The ironic aftermath 
Of a love we’d never seen

 

Life lifted like the fog before his eyes
Drifted just out of reach
Before he realized
That songs unsung could not beseech
The quiet undertones
Our love might teach

 

 

Juliann Budimir, 2017. All rights reserved.

Photo by Juliann Budimir

 

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