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your presencecasts a large shadow
on my pastorized
green meadow
she's a widow of men
not quite right
illicits shadow in the day
the way the moon eclipes
the sun
i run the race with panted breath
enchanted steps
maps kept hidden
lest the direction to my section
be prefaced with the enemy's compass
at last i'm at rest
with test passed
this one at least
at peace with the cease to be stressed
dressed in light fantastic
glad it's a cloudless Monday
one day less to the end of the week
chay 2009
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