Aubade
Early light
beats down
my body is a beaten
silver leaf
If I rise
it will wrinkle
a tinsel pod
a wither'd caul
from the womb of night
beats down
my body is a beaten
silver leaf
If I rise
it will wrinkle
a tinsel pod
a wither'd caul
from the womb of night
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