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Contributed by
Cathartic
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Monday, 3rd April 2017 @ 09:26:35 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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we go back to what we know
retreating
to things of old
ruminating
yearning
i return
sea to shore
dust to dust
i say your name in the dark
like a wish, a prayer
incantation
raising the dead once more
sea to shore
dust to dust
me to you
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Cathartic
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2017-04-03 21:26:35]
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Re: Return
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by Invierno on
Wednesday, 5th April 2017 @ 08:14:29 AM AEST
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"i say your name in the dark
like a wish, a prayer"
Those lines gave me a lovely chill in the context of the poem as a whole.
I had to read it a few times to discern what was up, and those lines did it.
Fantastic!
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Re: Return
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by softerware on
Wednesday, 5th April 2017 @ 06:36:48 PM AEST
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A lovely chant of devining the past to return to us.
Retreating to things of old.
Let us be careful what we ask for. We might get it.
And we gave it up for some reason, did we not?
Your words remind me that the past always looks better from far away.
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