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I would say this is also love

When you are present
I am illuminating like you
Though swallowed
In your absence

 

What is in the cup between my hands

is the Memory
the fragmented Time
but complete you

 

Quest

from the Light
to the Light
alone 
in the Dark

no exception

 

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mom told me
the scar
on my knee
someday will become
a star
in Memory

 

:picture-prompted