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Mar 2018
silent under loam
your hand charcoal
squeezing the dark
between the stars,

you hide

under our feet,
a fouled stick, skin
we are heavy
along cow ways

you are there,
always here, you
trouble stones and evening
Written by
Leslie Philibert  63/M/Germany
(63/M/Germany)   
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