July 13, 2008
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A Small Poem....
Retrieved from a forgotten email written two years ago....
as always, a draft -
I refuse the dark side of stars,
The moon
When it's worn out its shine.
Your light holds me
Like a tiny child carries a brand new cat.
Inside me, the match catches,
Holds again,
A fresh light,
Wobbly and soft,
Like the cat
In its circle of arms.pearlbamboo
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