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Pleasant Thought for Morning
Rachael Boast
Hiding your face in my neck
and hiding your hands in my hair
hiding your lips on my lips
to stop the words before I speak
hiding in the space around
the space I have dressed you in
wings of hardened spirit.
Angelot, a new day is here,
the slow pearls of dew drops.
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