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Dec 2014
she broke the mist
peered from the east
in mesmerizing pace
shrunk her obsidian face
haloed in pearly ornament
the readily yielding firmament
climbed the cotton spire
set meridian afire

and then

to put her beauty at rest
declined to west
leaving her robe silken white
on the delirious night

I remembered

dawn is not far
and she's in my memory

a lingering scar.
Pradip Chattopadhyay
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