let



let

what can’t be imagined

fall

let

love have its vivid glow

it

will soon end it all


let

dewdrops pose stillness

like

glass planets

until

scorched and gone


let

the looseness of a lie

become

another’s harm, let the

comet

start to die


a

fading,

an

aftermath


let

the sparrow know its spring

let

morning’s glisten come in,

the hospice healing

begins


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