DIAMOND
diamond in the cotton dark
moves the mirror of my heart
no part we take in turning
boundaries between the two
he, no I, no—must be you
so true the murmurs calming
soft the sleepy dewy eye
the radiant glitter born to die
here lies the dusty twinkling
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