the Sound of a Turning Leaf

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in The Echoes of My Abandon

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She had watched me ‘disappear’,  slowly,  until there was nothing left but ‘gone’,

and in the deep silence of Understanding, departure becomes deliverance,

      and ‘seize The Dei’ is softly whispered, on The Breath of Because . . .

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