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Waiting
there's that distance in her
something remote and far
like the canals of Mars, an
ice monolith atop a star
her soul of cosmic mystery
went to places I cannot ken
sheathed in armoured silk
none knew where or when
in those blue eyes is infinity
windows on time and space
blinking before shutters up
in a cryptic chain-mail face
enigmatic were her ridd...
Thursday 11th March 2021 10:41 am

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