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Under the Mountain

We will not pass through, this world together 

Our presence - now times apart:

I descended into the mountain 

Time worn, to the smoothness of stone 

 

I dragged you back - you filled my eyes

to the clicks of a Rosary 

I prayed for me - did you prey too

Or did you fall; into emptiness 

 

I reached for you

A hand with broken fingers:

Under the mountain - the weight is heavy 

Is where I wait for you

🌷(4)

◄ Crows Winter

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