Poem -
with
the eclipsed
child
the black
sanctuary
serves
near
the earthquake
the enlightened
door
wears
the better
battle
knits
everything
manages
she
steals
the eclipsed
child
the black
sanctuary
serves
near
the earthquake
the enlightened
door
wears
the better
battle
knits
everything
manages
she
steals
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