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setmefree

sometimes now
I disappear
and wake beyond the wanting
beyond the urge
to scatter
all I’ve known

to leave behind
without a note –
passion unrelenting
to slip beneath
the shutter to the door

how many
I have wondered
righteous dreams I spared
the moon to pull –
I sleep
and find you there

. . .

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