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"raucuous" poems
sometimes we need no beginning ; or ending. only meeting them at the right moment, when the stars or the gods / or the gentle and raucuous earth, overfull on maudlin sorrow / move us into this moment. you ease into my life as if you never left / you will stay; 'til i forget when you came and when you leave again and i follow and we circle, like stars, atom and dust to dust to hopeful ashes, always reaching, reaching for the moment we meet / again. hello: welcome home.
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Sep 6, 2017
Sep 6, 2017 at 3:11 AM UTC
a moment