After Baniv

Folder: 
A New View

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Inside, where the longing

lives, there is an itch

to care and be liberated

from tragedy and gloom.

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The dark lurks

and waits. I banish it

wanting achingly

to be like clear night

stars, high migrant

birds, and summer 

clouds.

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Dreads lurk and I want

to be free of anything that

is not love.

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allets

01-30-19

657a

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Author's Notes/Comments: 

after baniv, who is light and sun and air.

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