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  May 2020 Andrew Crawford
Yitkbel
The dreamer must be sheltered

By the loudest silence

To be kept from the harm of waking

Yet, how I long to embrace your voice

Even knowing that I could cease to be.
  May 2020 Andrew Crawford
Acme
When a cynic cries
  his stone heart dies
  blood flows from his eyes
  and forgives all his lies
Madainn mhath, mo bhanrigh. Dhùisg d’anam mi.
Fhad ‘s a chaidil sibh ri mo thaobh,
Bha ‘s a’ faireachdainn mi fhin nad bhruadar.
Ach bha mi nas toilichte nuair a dhùisg sibh
Leis gu bheil beatha nas fheàr na na sinn a ‘bruadar còmhla

Good morning, my queen. Your soul woke me up.
While you slept beside me,
I felt myself in your dream.
But I was happier when you woke up
Because life better than what we dreamed.
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