Epiphany 7.7.00

I read your poetry differently now
- with one hand over my heart.
    it beats too soon...

I'm coming to some sort of epiphany
- getting to the truth

I do not want to be distracted.

Have i reached that place
    in the heavens?
        in the stars?


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