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Half-Fallen Rain
he could not make her out
at close quarters but afar
smiling yes but acting no
near, yet distant as a star
like rain falling half-way
a tide trapped out at sea
an infant sapling stunted
a blossom without a bee
brows furled with doubt
mouth unstable not still
eye contact fraying, lost
signals iced by inner chill
curious blend, rare alloy
what el...
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