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Idle Leaves  by Alawa

my first time
over the Hithaeglir
clouds far below
your hand on my shoulder
two eagles above us

* * *

turned earth
in the palm of my hand
a star

* * *

you always did
laugh at my
smoke rings
sharing a watch
with Menelvagor

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