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Penumbra
She weaves night waters into a silent cape
that lends elusive shimmers
to murky pleas.
In between ministries, she persistently pins stars,
replicates chaos.
No one forms devotion
snared in syntax.
Her glare snags comets;
her breath draws
tides.
Her jet hands stain veils yet
luminescence ripples her
amaranthine heart.
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