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fragile
as a mist
over
the
placid
lake
of
slumber

mirror
of
moonlit
ponds

ma­uve
mysterious
midnight

murmuring
scented
secrets
to
the
sachet
­skies

Sirius
spinning
subterfuge

luminous
loquacious
liquid
lig­ht

pours
roses of glass
out of organic
orafic
edifices

equinoxes
edifying
garish
gardens

burnt­ in
effigy

glass rose
thorns
broken
off
shattering
into
brilliantly
scintillating
­
sand



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