timelockagain
Numb Valley
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In my dream, 
I feel the cool ink
Of the flowers.
I kissed each nymph
On their cheeks
And it took
A thousand years.
The crow acts out
as a plume and
A charcoal belly,
Among the foliage,
Arching over the
Marvellous mad waters
Covered with rushes
Along the wide
Evening shadows.
10 13 2019
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