I of my rain enshrouding moments alone
Could we have danced as rabbits pass by
When leaves are dark and
Wish I that you come in the robe of a river
Enlien me as the distant light I’ve always been
Black branches unto and of roots
Growing alone
You still lined my branches, my words
Line my lips my hand
As I’ve lined your shadow
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