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May 2015
I ache in supple words
Called unto timely night
Breath lost in all herds
But a vision in crippled light

Such a quiet land doth fall
The wind oh still and silent
Across a sea an echoed call
Beating such and so violent

A dream given such a bow
Waking to an aching scare
Lungs with water in a row
Clawing for what is not there

Darling, love, does thou not
Seek me through God's kiss?
Blue entity of yours I fought
Craving bursts of sunny bliss
Grace
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