For Him I Know Not: Xix
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on the midnight horizon
there hung a dream
with you etched on
the thin line that
separates the sky
from the earth
i morphed into the sea
and wave after wave
rose high up to touch
the dream and you
occupying the elusive
line shining in the night...
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