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Poem, Flowering Shadows: Thoughts on Friendship

Among the billions of shadows

Cast upon the earth’s shifting dust,

A mere handful will cross mine.

And of those handful

A few,

A very precious few,

will intermingle with mine

In such a way

That during our fleeting existence,

As we share the same air,

We release pollen

from the garden of our hearts,

Until we find ourselves


Inside each other's shadows.


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