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a vacuum
quiet as shadow
a deepening blanket
hushed and muffled as snow
a darkened crescent spreads
splayed red fingers
handprints on stone
only the light of the
breathing
speaks
singing wellness
presence
desperate to deny the absence
of half
of its mutilated self
this weaving of sparks
disappears into a vaulted ceiling
of silence
memory lost
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