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Soon I'll fight to recollect the reason
I ventured out so far away from home,
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It was the fullness of bansuri strains
echoed back from distant points and coves
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A soft wind fans the cedars' scent
across your plots of earth;
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The ground as far as I could see was razed, wiped free of every feature bearing hope;
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disconnect the tendons of my trust my trust which slacks and falls like quartered meat
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i'll also thread the copper hue of dreams destroyed by circumstance
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on Oct 25 5:34 PM 2006. In Sad, Society
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needles tremble lightly overhead
a broad madrona creaks before the breeze
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distressed / caged in my cube
vision blurred and shaded / in pain
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i remember / walking by myself / down archéd hallways
stretching long / sullen and dim / devoid of life
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long seasons in succession passed
moon cycles swimming
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