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Mists Upon Narciuss' Glass
'an empty verse'
and empty hands
~understand~
The glass in hand
can drown out ten-
thousand and ten;
Hearts,
~an emptiness~
looking for
?
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$ . . . . . .
(Oh, Holy Nights)
on bend-ed knee
enlightened to see,
Ten Drops from the glass
could drown myself, asking for a drink
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I ponder the greatness of love
and then I let it go
Hands,
under the Masters hand
* * *Romans 16:11***
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A parade o'er
ParodieS
" ' Aneath' "
" 'The Table' "
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