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elegiac
Elegiac
Among lunari drift,
a zaloo threads faintly,
still the silence
remembers.
Oona, your shava
burns low,
a lantern guttering
but not gone.
Moro closes in,
a vow of apartness,
yet the veyna
curves back—
tivra waits,
a home of light
beyond the fade.
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