Monday, January 20, 2014

Confetti


His arm in the air, it was a salute, a defiance, a wave, a plea, a prayer, an accusation, a search, a release, a yielding, a remembrance, a regression.

And in return colors fell from the sky, attacking him, rejoicing for him, gracing him, forgiving him, blessing him, blasting him,

Preparing to cover him with everlasting memories.



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