| Colm Clark USA Sepia Silk draped in sepia silk brocade alone, pacing the dusty room arranging flowers to fill the space where sunlight fades to blue-dusk moon "we used to meet there by the river to watch water-lilies shiver in the sun the leaves a colored carpet made you covered me in silk brocade." hours ebb, a spider crawls dead petals fall to floor yesterday's paraphrase paradise no more.
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