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chords come to my ears ...

enter my soul like a flock of birds,
that break the morning silence

conquering this sleepless solitude ...

collide with the tenacity of the walls of a hardened soul
probably time ...
Y senses awake, hounding
disdain
allows the skin out a sweat
Dew Drop

pain that does not show it much ...
The compass cradles,
reassuring, comforting ...

Here's breviary
a sort of disjointed story,
blanch'd caresses, wet
moons unclaimed
where emotion gets warm
time ago,
sun and shadow becomes ...