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Flights
She flew into my life Like a glorious gathering of doves, A shimmering of near-pure whiteness, Hovering, like a halo... Flew into my eyes, Just like that, And transmuted their emptiness to delight.
Then, after twenty years elapsed,
She flew out of my life Like a ghostly spiraling of smoke, A drifting of near-invisible grayness, Disappearing in a puff... Flew out of my eyes, Just like that, And transformed their delight to emptiness.
06/27/09 - (1)
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