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By Laurel Ahlfeld Date: 2002 Nov 25 Comment on this Work [[2002.11.25.23.56.1378]] |
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Silver-blue pools Take me into the swirling waters I fall to their depths Submerge my entirety My soul is soaked through I reach out to touch No more than vapor in my hands Winding round and round Each longing fingertip You are my early morning mist Haunting each day With the memory of you |