ILLUMINATION
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ILLUMINATION

Evincing

Sadness

There is beauty in sadness, in the unconventional sense,

something fragile, the scent of mist and the death of midnight,

or there between, the oneiric augury of an ethereal cloud,

what is beneath the surface, images of love; somesthesia —

rise to the surface, oil upon the chevaled glass of the sea,

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R Tsambounieri Talarantas

R Tsambounieri Talarantas

In my spare time, I’ll be found at my favorite writing spot— where death surely cannot miss me. I’ve been censored... I do not tell—all.