some things
must be hidden
from eyes
too eager to know
swaddled
like an infant
who comes
from another world
an open secret
waiting
to be disclosed
and lived
in another time
and place
perfect
in that touch
of far away.
must be hidden
from eyes
too eager to know
swaddled
like an infant
who comes
from another world
an open secret
waiting
to be disclosed
and lived
in another time
and place
perfect
in that touch
of far away.
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