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Friday, November 18, 2022

Under the Night of Pan

The solid ground is fragile
The void
Of sky and space is eternal 

Nothingness is permanent
Solid can be broken apart

The ancient trees drew their gnarled roots
Out from the earth
And followed him

Stepped on a diamond lattice 
Of clay
And rotten leaves

Broken open he
Disappeared beneath
The forest

The moon above whispered
All that is great
Is built upon pyramids of sorrow

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