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the view takes my breath
towering fingers of the archer
flat platform of the dragon’s nest
the way these stone spires remind me
of how you gazed on our red land beside me
then how you traveled it, your eyes gone silver,
through the dark corridors of your mind
you would point, there
is your favorite, the shape
of the rock strange and beautiful
and I would turn, thinking you actually could see it