Poem: My Self as the Space Between the Mist and the Sunrise and the Wind as Cold as Your Heart 4/10 | Poetry | Hudson Valley | Hudson Valley; Chronogram
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Poem: My Self as the Space Between the Mist and the Sunrise and the Wind as Cold as Your Heart 4/10 

Never
The rusty wind
nearly drunk
Did
above a white forest
all my after

Go on
Say away
Flooding

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