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Wil Kavi

Wil Kavi

The secret

Come out,
come out,
wherever you are.
I know you’re in here.
You dirty little secret.
 
Nibbling and munching away
at the edges of my soul;
like some voracious parasite
smart enough to know
I must stay alive,
or it will surely die.

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Between the lines

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Way up there on that hill of yours; that most hard-won ivory tower. Hiding there behind your perfect guise
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I am oracle

I dreamed of being lost and trappe… in a land of angry fearful liars. There was nowhere to run or hide. I cowered cornered and exhausted, my back against the furthest wall;
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Broken comfort

I came to bless you with the mystery, and shine my light on you. I did not know you could not risk the light,
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Desert dwellers

For those who only know oasis it must be difficult to fathom another way of life beyond the wal… amidst the shifting dunes. Those that follow gypsy trails
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Abandoned

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How are you?

How are you? The maiden turned and whispered soft, her turquoise eyes as deep as time.
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I am here now

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I have suffered much while upon this earth, so aching to belong. To whom, or what, or why?
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