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The Whole of the Moon

I pictured a rainbow, you held it in your hands I had flashes, but you saw the plan I wondered out in the world for years, but you just stayed in your room I saw the crescent, you saw the whole of the moon Lazywiz often asks Aarwen, in wonder, “How do you even know that?” To which Aarwen, who has led what some might say a pretty sheltered life so far, replies smoothly, “I have read it in a…

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durga Poetry

The melodious sound of the anklets

I never tire from hearing The melodious sound of the anklets Years since I’ve been wearing Beautiful pieces resting on my legs The music on, I prance around The anklets matching with the sound Tinkling along the beat of the drum Joining me as I happily hum The anklets seem to reflect my mood For if I’m sad or if I brood They remain quiet, hardly make a sound In happier times, they prattle aloud These threads of silver amuse…

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