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parting



your light beam

adorns my eyes

blinded by erring

these darks where soul

cannot alight

cannot sojourn


earth

you call your lips

where for a night

you shelter the stranger


wind gates open in my ears

it's your whisper i am hearing


remember

this is nirvana

of all shores

the other


here

your hand in mine

is petal light


from the plum-branch

your hold loosens





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