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She pulls the blanket to her chin
In rude daylight

Reckless affection
has given way to Shy topography,
cotton hills and valleys

Her shape, a landscape of demure charm
She has been transformed
from late night avalanche
To slow rises over smooth plains

Her stillness belies previous tremors
Quiet rises and falls now
Dust settling

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