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Letter to the Night

We are
A distance

Tomorrow
The door opens

I’m
Walking backwards

Shutting doors
You’re

Asleep, on
Odysseus

Your dreams
Are blank

I am
An ocean

Later, the
Fog

Gulls circle
Then plummet

Into your
Outstretched

Cauldron
While I breathe

Into a paper
Balloon

And let it
Float

On the wind

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