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Sweat
The sweat of toil
In not the sweat of grief
But the water of a spent tear
Making rivulets rise and rush away
From skin
Plunged into the world
Bodies wake from this to dream
And let the light of hidden love shine in
shula sharma karma
poem
by
Yvette Smith
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