Nov 7
where it shines
empty
deep empty
like the eye of storm
plains,
the plains of Mongolia
unfilled but
it is filling us up
like the rain in the drought.
empty
deep empty
like the eye of storm
plains,
the plains of Mongolia
unfilled but
it is filling us up
like the rain in the drought.
(61/M/NJ)
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