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a reflection erodes the edge of the lake
reaches further stretches out hands
beyond the circle at this moment
either a cool wing or a shadow
lying across the breast which calmly
and harmoniously responds
to a pulse balances light
streams and slowly floods
into matter scattering ashes
which make my beloved at the lake
shore large
in my heart…