John J. Seto

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The moon whispers a sweet lullaby to an audience
Of starlets in the morning sky
Soft breezes uncover the layer of my happiness
Lazy clouds of grey melt in the sunshine of our love.
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Motionless slices of life
Forcefully reminiscing better moments.
Telepathical movements sway from one extreme to the other
As precious time winds down to a silent death.
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