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love poems are trite but I have no regrets

the explorer of mountains dazed

mindless at the first glimpse

of primal space.

viceral worlds, diamond marshes

orbiting decaying stars.

the earth is nothing from here,

crags of tibet even less still.

could it be that

I never truly saw

what lay beyond the horizon?

now.

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matt-nobrains
American
Published
Jun 25, 2014
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