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Luminous Darkness
Luminous darkness,
how be you radiant?
Where have you gone,
O lover of my soul?
There is no sight of you,
now unable to touch
the hand of the eye
that envisioned me.
You are closer than image,
than felt sense.
There are no more lines,
no edges, no scapes.
Beyond word of breath,
a sigh into breathless
silence of union.
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