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I quarrel with the light. I sway my guidance and the seas around me shift. Have i become taut for wrath? Shall i care? For struck barren i only witness shadows. The light betrays my sight casting forth only representations. I begged for occupance, not of shadow, but of light. Reflection and delighted occulance, but i am no longer able to conduct.

By Andrea Lynn Grossman

A long poem

by Andrea Lynn Grossman

I quarrel with the light. I sway my guidance and the seas around me shift. Have i become taut for wrath? Shall i care? For struck barren i only witness shadows.

The light betrays my sight casting forth only representations. I begged for occupance, not of shadow, but of light. Reflection and delighted occulance, but i am no longer able to conduct.

The waves seize me and i shift my glance. Only to be welcomed back by cusping silhouettes.

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