A Form Of Women

I have come far enoughfrom where I was not beforeto have seen the thingslooking in at me from through the open doorand have walked tonightby myselfto see the moonlightand see it as treesand shapes more fearfulbecause I fearedwhat I did not knowbut have wanted to know.My facd is my own, I thought.But you have seen itturn into a thousand years.I watched you cry.I could not touch you.I wanted very

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