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(pout ҈ cosm (refraction ҉ blossom​)​)

from shaming rites by a cellophane jackal

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Lurch toward the opening of the vortex
but make no progress.
Stranded in the darkness,
the mirror reaches toward its reflection.
So tell me: did you too follow some will-o-the-wisp here?
Or have you simply come seeking refuge?

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from shaming rites, released January 31, 2014

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