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 "her path to integrity"

"the shadows play tricks"


the low moon bemoans itself
similarly the reed for the reedbed
and i for you.

perhaps in the lull of night
surrounded in hushed
moon glimmer,
the shadows play tricks
and i am there.

i lower my pen and
cease writing the
story of separation. in
moments the moon
begins her lament.




`t. imaan tretchicovmanicova
25mar11
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