"black ink at night"
By T. Imaan Tretchicovmanicova
Sat, 09 Oct 2010
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the poetic moon washed onto the shores of night.
"may i write upon your great sky?," she asked.
from the deep well of his lonely being he answered,
"black ink at night and white at day."
the moon shadowed and began.
`t. imaan tretchicovmanicova
9oct10
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