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Mar 2020
Hanging like a scapular,
your memory haunts my dreams

You clothe my thoughts in joyous warmth,
my lonely voice to scream…

“I live inside your shadowed love,
afraid new suns will shine

“The darkness my heart yearns to keep,
all new light—minus thine”

(Dreamsleep: March, 2020)
Kurt Philip Behm
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Kurt Philip Behm  kurtphilipbehm.com
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