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Premium Member From the void of dispersions, the breath of my path was stolen without a whisper
From the void of dispersions, the breath of my path was stolen without a whisper,
As if I were not worthy of any confession or even a drop of grace.
Just as an unseen step over leaves does not disturb the serene sleep of the earth,
Silent, I...

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Categories: dispersions, fantasy,
Form: Free verse

Book: Reflection on the Important Things