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MarlaSinger

  • Cold, December Air

    He breathes in the cold, December airThoughts of longing dance in his headLike fireflies in the dark of nightDisappearing within an instant of it's illuminating beautyTime could not keep her ...

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so many languages have fallen / off of the edge of the world / into the dragon's mouth.
— Lucille Clifton