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deus ex machina

we lie upon chastened bed
and make bitter love
 
and nurture naked spaces
with bruised words of silent hurt
 
even let a wisp of evening dusk  
in haste brush our day aside
 
and latter while i ensure you  
pull the gate close after us
 
i also hear the leaves laugh
as they gently fall between
Written by to_be_me
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