daubmir nadir

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Cutting Jewels - Poem by daubmir nadir

If It Is True That
In Every Stone Sleeps
A Crystal Then
In My Grey
Boulder Slumbers
A Sun


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 23, 2006

Poem Edited: Saturday, July 17, 2010


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