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Mar 2012
possessor of all holy

things. you held the

key to my body.

Cradling the thread.

i watched

the shadows unravel.

weaving the victim

of the blankets of

blackness. a

distant time. an ending.

echos.

     desires.

fill the core.

dissolving to become

whole. again.

as the seeds

swindle. with the last

breeze. through the trees.

the sleep falls

beneath the blue.

a ghost awakes.

inside of you.
A Tree Waits
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A Tree Waits
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   --- and Terry Collett
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