A Bind At Dusk
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glad
in crux
near the gloom
that light nudge me
when it gets anxious
concerns that might leak out
my burrows are firmly couched
not a fiend nor a darling star
they thrust as the night sky gained their sight.
yet, both sorts score their way to my shoulder.
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