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Apr 2016
Three of one and one of three
Silent humming set me free
Across the horizon beyond the skies
Twisting words that watch with eyes

Humble moon hanging low
Illuminate and cast its glow
Sunken earth and tangling root
Choking out a tender shoot

Broken rock and cursed refrain
Far off voice calling my name
Gravel road leading to shore
Devil cry and hunt no more
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Hadrian Veska
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