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Moonlessness
No moon this night
a sterile lunar womb wheels
dispirited & cloaked
dreams dance beyond
depleted cosmos
Crepuscular cycles
verge
emerging again in a crescent
slice
bleached clipped fingernail
shaving
A haven
where nuclear notions
breed again
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One goal of mine was to employ 'crepuscular' in my poetic life. 🙃✔
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