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Mar 2017
when she fell,
not moon, nor wind responded
'an abysmal fall, indeed, '
was the carnal cry in the woods
'he who shelters such a wand
will surely be understood'

and the words fell like lightning,
one sunless morning of half-regretβ€”
which quickly turned into a noon of wonder
~
..circa 2003..Β©2003/2017 Spiros Zafiris
..channeled; spirit Ram
~
Spiros Zafiris
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