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Hear me from the shallows from whence I do waitHit me between the eyes lest I drown in your wakeFor you my muse, my wellspring, whom upon I relyMy lady of darkness, fixed starkness, and all as to why
Thief
Jenine Bsharah Baines
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Love this! Stole my heart, Thief.
J…Jen…Jeni…Jenine... Proper names are poetry in the raw. (W.H. Auden) Poet, singer, seeker, hippie grandmother gleefully revealing herself
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