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returnedthesame

recalled as dew
– the comfort
of morn
as light unto shadows
I once I held you near
and pulled to the corners
the essence
of night
a blanket of secrets
tell me again
why the moon rises
to watch from afar –
and where go the wishes
when falling
for me

. . .