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Jun 2015
Time is a face that lies still on the water
Zellfain's light burst the barrier clouds
From mayas pool grew there a sapling
Zelmaya the tree of life where we began
The essence of two
coiled in blood and bone
Leaf  sap wind and stone*
The light of sun on darkened ground
In this tree a balance found
*That is why we live and die
Love and cry
Laugh and sigh
All within zelmaya's eye
Beneath my willow weeping
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Beneath my willow weeping  Az
(Az)   
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