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poem soul tied to a stall
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Soul Tied to a Stallby blaga dimitrova
Night erases edges,absolving all thingsfrom themselves.
Forms break loosefrom their predestinations--perfect freedom, of a quiet kind.
I melt, I almost disappear--but thenone question yanks the reinthat ties me to the stall.
And in the morningtree and rock recovertheir own images at once, while I
am left to gropefor my identity. What happenedto the rope?