.....Grief.....

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falling like a a stone 

as if dropped from the zenith of what is possible 

landing hard on your plate, to eat

 

the kingdom called before the hour

thats what they said, thats what they all say

bringing you untaught sleep 

 

presume so to resume

your silent lessons, your rushed strolls

your cold halo

 

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