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POETRY

Saturday, January 12

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It is a draught of some nectar that cannot yet be drunk; a tremulous soul still and waiting, full, as the reflections of ages play on her face, events passing over as constant waves of a thing called time ebb and ripple to the pull of the planets upon each other and the shivering, as if in anticipation, of atoms maybe waiting for an end.

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