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My brother, moon and stars

Submitted by arif on Wed, 10/21/2009 - 03:00

January 1st, 1999, from the black journal, A. Jinha

My brother, moon and stars
I cannot seem to find words today
I am a drop in this ocean
Great tides move through history
as a reflection of eternity
Not even all the noise of humanity
approaches a whisper
as this Great Wind passes by

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