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before the night is scattered by the first embrace of dawn for moments then I float in half awake with thought to more than earthly care visions passed between - - nothing I’m prepared to give away (eternity) a moment come and always at my will no ordinary feeling wraps me sweet within the still alone in this surrender; more than breath - or hands to hold love that has no measure comes as solace to my soul sun that begs these seeds to bloom lures my sleepy eyes to sight awakens me as silence (once and still) - love again (as I have loved) brings me warm into the light
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