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Subtle
Monday, June 10, 2019
In a whisper
Through my dreams
Though wild the night
And the seas they are murky
A soot covered lens
Traces the horizon
Searching there beyond
With a gaze too far and clouded.
Quiet is the beat
Of your inner pulsing star
The heat of its fire
Colliding with the blinded.
I see you.
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