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TO BE READ ONLY ON THE SAFEST GROUND

Oh sister, but you know so much,
yet something veils you from such alertness.
Your body, with your mind and spirit,
you would enjoy as the shrine of your being.

We share the same rhythm
than the pulse of a long gone star.
And thus involved, in gentle swirls we are,
of solitude and bonding, each feeding the other.

I hang on to the messages,
empty, as a young adult
transformed in his own epitaph.

Those are our cushions -
on which we lie so to partake
in the construction of our dreams.

 
 
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