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pithy vapours hide the dawn in yawning quiet hours
Pithy vapours hide the dawn
In yawning quiet hours
Thru a latticework of jade
The sky blooms grey then golden.
Queer imbalance, curio arrangements
Create portions of a dream
Seen in half-sleep, blurred as if falling,
In kindred moon and shadow
Down the bluestone harbor,
Chopping water amongst the blossoms,
Tufts of wind dealt me clean again
And dazzling whitewash rinsed my motions!
'Til morn's lattermost rays
Gainsay the last of your name away
& Pithy vapours hide the day
Again in yawning quiet hours.
*werds & drawing by Cal
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