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Friday, May 2, 2014

The Absent One

My Idol
turned
her face away.

Her beauty stayed,
but her eyes
looked
away.

How could words describe
the bitter sweetness
that pierced
my heart

as I placed
my soul
on the
shrine

of the Absent One.
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