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Without You

Flashing dusty lamp The termite hill, damp Cleft of a mountain unfinished Its cliffs as though diminished. Dewdrops decorating the window The modest moonbeam show Philodendron Birkin Ancient wells caved in All these, your paintings, you loved, I know They are now without your glow. Without you, the sight is unsettling. The aches of your memories are deadening.

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Date: 2/14/2024 8:23:00 AM
Such a poignant read Christuraj. Powerful. ‘Dewdrops decorating the window, the modest moonbeam show’. Love these lines especially. Like Sara says, that last line - wow! It really grabs you. Terrific conclusion. Thank you for sharing.
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