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Poem By Sinnaminsun Sinnaminsun

I hold you, while you tremble from just being,
Into my palm burrowing deeper
seeing only down amongst white.

I wonder if you will ever fly again,
as your will has been broken
and the sky has been cruel.

I think tomorrow we'll try again,
maybe the sky will open its heart
and let you fly through.

2005

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Thank you T.I.R. :) Kim
This is precious. It is the rarest of the things, just being. but truly achieved it's tremble is enough to tumble mountains.


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