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I walk for a short while― talking with the moon and

Where do you stand― in the crowd, for the love of a cause―

You should not be present― everywhere, O God. Pull down,

I accept, my defeat― in the hands of Ariel.

Addictive in shambles, that was cognitive decline―

You are becoming a frozen leak, the violet

When there was a cloudburst― it was time― I thought

The red dot was sinking to smear the lake. It was

Taking refuge behind the solemn words, you speak loudly.

Digging deep into the body of moment, you have