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LONELINESS
(visual poem)
Another morning
Another mirror stare
A hollow face
As if looking into an abyss
Her mind
At the edge of that cliff
Where cold wind blows holes
In the tears of her pale dress
Another morning
Another mirror stare
A hollow face
As if looking into an abyss
Her mind
At the edge of that cliff
Where cold wind blows holes
In the tears of her pale dress
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