Edith Sargon

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I found God in your voice
and relish the religion in which
you have enraptured me.

I don't need to see you to
know that the tears stream
from your mind's eye.
I don't need to see you to
know that when the words
leave your lips you are alone.
And nothing and nobody is evident
any longer.

Pain has never been so immaculate.

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