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poem submitted to “Seven by Seven” poetry contest, Nette Onclaud, sponsor, 4/8/2026
it’s only a paper moon, a near-invisible pulse~ a shimmer felt, not witnessed, light unbound from its own shape, vibration more than presence, known only as it quivers~ a hush brushing through the soul.
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