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by Feb 17, 2020

Slender shadows on my dry-skin fingers... Poetry

Slender shadows on my dry-skin fingers... Poetry

slender shadows
on my dry-skin fingers,

celebration of the holy night

where two leave
wet tracery
on this sand
of abandoned ocean

a symbol of years
of existing apart

don't let me stay quiet

and

this night can be our 

forever.

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