In the Deep and Starry Void
enigmatic
friends surround me
in this deep and starry void
near and far and all arround me
writing how the pain destroyed
fragile holds they had on Morning
casting them back to the gloom
with their spinning threads adorning
walls within my tiny room.
Terrible the beauty haunting
wistful words of tears alone
of how deeply they are wanting
wondros love to come back home
come back from the grave or garden
where they argued or betrayed
seeking sustenance or pardon
I love everything they said .
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