Strike-

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Defeat day
(collapse)
onto mountains
of night's love
forms...
get lost
among eclipse.

Distance was always
critically measured
by boundary's shadow-
instead of rhythm
from a pulse.

Find me closer,
while we defy
waiting
and tell all
about our cold
touch, to save
an unfascinating
mind.

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5/7/2011.