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Spiros Zafiris Mar 2017
when she fell,
not moon, nor wind responded
'an abysmal fall, indeed, '
was the carnal cry in the woods
'he who shelters such a wand
will surely be understood'

and the words fell like lightning,
one sunless morning of half-regret—
which quickly turned into a noon of wonder
..circa 2003..©2003/2017 Spiros Zafiris
..channeled; spirit Ram

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