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"Only there is shadow under this red rock

(come in under the shadow of this red rock),

And I will show you something different from either

Your shadow at morning striding behind you

Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you..."

".......I could not speak, and my eyes failed, I was

neither living nor dead, and I knew nothing,

looking into the heart of light, the silence."

--from The Wasteland, by T.S. Eliot

fistfuls thick in the heart

what does destiny owe

two souls apart?

i cannot touch that which

i will not allow myself to

belive in --

familiar, yet foreign:

a delicate delicacy

your fragility

intimidates me

have i forgotten how

to care for

such rarities?

my love is large

and rough

difficult to swallow

i am only

surviving

to prove i am

strong enough

to finish this

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