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Dec 2017
Among the Hyades

I don't feel so alone.
As if this downpour held
the words of a friend, whispers
from the gods, every droplet echoes

in eternity, each tear is hidden
amidst the infinite detail. I hear
my voice break the pause button.

I speak authentically, not the words
but intonation that is effortless
as if it flowed through
my old heart.

Among the Pleiades

O'

I am not lonely,
listening
to Lake Control.


I fall as rain, and
I set sail;



The rainy ones, the sailing ones
who shone forth. The Charis of rest.
Mydriasis Aletheia
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Mydriasis Aletheia  29/Other/Empyrean
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