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Lesson
September 5, 2019
— poem, poetry
mandala
The author did not sign the work, but left it on the ground
At first nobody noticed when it came alive with sound
The colors became fluid, and the words escaped in flames
A violent rush of emotions turned assumptions into games
There was no time to interpret the truth it brought to light
The lesson arrived too late to stop the impending fight
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