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Feb 2018
i hold it, like roses hold on to the snow.
like the snow holds on to the cobblestones in the sky.
and sky, its wandering light.
and light, its arrival in its absence.
and releasing, its weary seeker.
thymos
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thymos  u-topos
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     Rose and jza aguilar
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