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Jul 2010
The sluices of the heart
suddenly open
and pour their torrents
into every atom
of my entity
filling the spirit
with an inexpressionable anguish
and drowning even the mind's
darkest and most hidden crevices
in a flood of salinity.
Written by
john oconnell
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