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Belated
confession
won't heal your wounds
I know
My chunk of heartbeats
won't smooth the string
of harp in heaven
I know
Yet
at the feet of your soul
trampled flowers, bleeding
worm eaten olive leaf, wavering
A crow opens burning beak
and gulps the full moon
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