Anna Vera Williams
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Unlike a lightless chasm,
No deep mystery to fathom.
What I may or may not feel
Is un-vital. Hardly real.
Yet you are. More than the rest.
I love you all. Or do my best.
In a world I longed to find
With all my blue moons left behind
On the far side of the earth.
- The stars, perhaps, have greater worth
Watched from that side of the sky -
If you could dream. If you could fly …
I wanted to believe you knew
Of love or tears. Or wanted to.
Perhaps you do. Or more than most.
Perhaps you pray beside my ghost.
A half a year before the dawn