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kelseybanerjee
kelseybanerjee Poetry. Flash Fiction.
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at fajr I wake
you were wrapped in dew

morning hours

at fajr I wake

you were wrapped in dew

white sheets like a shroud

and eyes glow golden in starlight.

I know your devotion, so

don't promise me paradise

in place of your presence.

with your word in these morning hours

I could be satisfied.

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