The gate opened Poem by Milo De Angelis
The gate opened
The gate opened, it was eleven,
you came here every night, you went beyond the limit
of pain and rested on that same
bench, you rested and you were the arcadia
of your hands, and your being was that shadow, that
ageless place.
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