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sleeplessness.
midare

three days of aching brilliance,
 1
absence of a shroud,
 2
 
 
as worn, these footsteps
 3
rearrange themselves;
 4
 
 
illumination echoes,
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rumbles, resounds.
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despite your absence
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my nights grow less silent,
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and on this shore
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these hours here
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are drifting steadily away
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from alone.
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12 May 07

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This seems as though it's written to be a hopeful piece, but, it made me completely sad.

lovely although painful.
 — adiscodancer

Your wording is good as it invokes powerful images. Just not sure about the last line. Could you explain it?
 — angrychick

You evoke the pain of parting in a striking way. This poem has wow factor

larry such sweet sorrow lark
 — larrylark

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