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Article Title

Azaldar

Document Type

Poetry

Abstract

Light as a cobweb dropped by the mist, So light my thoughts run tonight- Quick as the shapeless Little footsteps of the rain Scampering throught the darkness Into black shining pools- Shy as a moonbeam trapped by the l i g h t - Shrinking from the known, claimed, The brazen declaration of theory called fact...

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