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Everything- An Etheree
The hermit worships at the mountain top
He prays at the doom below his feet
bellows loud to hear his echo
and sings dirges to the gorge.
A muffled commotion
slowly wakes him up
tambourines, lute
His suave bride
“My sweet
love
come!"
Unclench
that creased brow
shed that black cloth
the mourner's garment
break the solemn silence
clad yourself in white ...
Tuesday 30th July 2019 11:37 am
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