A chanting mourning dove
drives the knees.
A prayer of no words.
Groans prostrate like
shadows at sunrise.
The stasis of loss.
A chanting mourning dove
drives the knees.
A prayer of no words.
Groans prostrate like
shadows at sunrise.
The stasis of loss.
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