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Confession – II
I have a thing for leaving things;in ruing grief,For deep, I know,All I forsake, I can’t retrieve!I have a thing for leaving things;In silent swift disbelief,As I flee all closures I owe;All, I bereave,I have a thing for leaving things…in ruing grief,For deep, I know,The things I leave,I can’t let go… I have a thing…
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O’ Thou who look nature in the eye
O’ Thou who looks nature in the eye, & say: “Oh why thou sky thou sky” & say: “Oh wow thou hurt me—how! Erase me or embrace me Now! Lest I fall into sweet rupture, That bitter rapture… O’ Thou who looks nature in the eye, To see all that do you mystify, To see…
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