Alex Fan Moniz Poems

When did Time begin

Does it live on top of a hill
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These walls have the pounding of hearts young and old

Sighs of longing echo past the windows
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Any act of belligerence or war between opponents,
is always of consequence.

Even if one should subdue the other,
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Where are the red roses

Where is she

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I think it was a potter

Who once created a garden from clay moulds
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In your hands, my hands
An orchestra made of fingers
You're the Maestro of silences
Leaping in a clear spring
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