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Starflow

Unvoiced and murky
the night
closes in upon the soul.

Incisive dagger
the silence
rends the murk.

Meteoric stones
the thoughts
hit out against the  soul’s dome.

Sparkling star-flow
the dreams
spout from the fissures.

Liberated
the soul
is launched to eternity.

© Ann Marie Zagorianos


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