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diptych (tanka)

It was only a
matter of time. Darkness fell, 
and I saw clearly. 
Words spoke me, and I listened;
the darkness glowed, revealing. 

If you're quiet they
speak to you, but not out loud. 
Stones stone, and air breathes. 
You don't learn anything from
seeking. Wait, I tell you. Wait. 

Author: Krumholz

Dreams are messages from the deep.

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