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Dec 2020
Soft footsteps catch stones touch.
First to death: cold clammy crutches
flow underneath. Lent support sundered;
sowing last few breaths. Deafening thunders
storm from heaven's sent.

Lost last shrugs of heart's pace,
pursed lips rock hard, bending to face
throes of ******; bleeding heart beckons
growing perjured shock. Reckoning threatens
dorment gods heeding.

Blue river out of sight
carries shorn west, leading sapped might
to calmer nest. Broken vestments rinsed,
cleaned by a pricked thorn, form adorned by glimpse
of sublime's spoken.

Crystal streams twinkling
Dazzled dreams bring tears;
Blissful moods sprinkling
soulful's dance through spheres.
A - - - - - E
B - G - - - - E
C - - - H - - - F
C - - - G - - - - F
D - - - H
A - - - - - I
B - K - - - - I
C - - - L - - - J
C - - - K - - - - J
D - - - L
- - - - - - M
- - O - - - - N
- - - - P - - - M
- - - - O - - - - N
- - - - P
Q - - - R
- - - - S
Q - - - R
- - - - S
Written by
Giuseppe Stokes  Edella
(Edella)   
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