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of my soul
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hope deferred sunpetal downs blossom in the rain
amid a softened glance of change
through the root, through the depths
of a soul
wandering not, wondering still
awakening beneath a window sill
ivory, onyx, stained glass panes
in your soul
fire blazing brightly, dipped in ice
daubed deep in wisdom to entice
wearied travelers along the road
finding their soul
sometime beyond a warm september
i'll soon recall, fondly remember
tides of shelter, cathartic, strange
in the quiet,
in the peace,
of my soul...
