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Jul 2019
the dark is a hardfind ember murmur
trapped and wrapped in cages with
pages of longing and wronging brought
to silence, to nothing by the deep, in
which we can see so far, and yet, no
thing we see is reachable.
Dawnstar
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Dawnstar  out of the blue
(out of the blue)   
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