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September 22, 2007 at 2:50 pm | Posted in writing | 3 Comments
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gingatao (he whispers into the
ebbing tide)
goodbye,

there is no colour of death
here flickered candlelight
in vain to overcome the night
a muted breath

goodbye,

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  1. I had a little panic with ‘ebbing’… had to go and check. That just shows the power of your writing, eh? Such a feeling of darkness from you… like dipping your hand in a blackwater pond and the surface staying calm.

  2. (sssshhhh… that was me by the way. I forgot to log in … tsk )

  3. Goodbye Paul…goodbye


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