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Somehow I felt the urge
to rip myself apart again tonight...
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I have seen him barefoot with a stick in his...
drawing enigmas on the ground...
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She roams in the woods
like nomadic beings...
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I am in awe of
your colourful soul...
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I spent
the twenty fifth day...
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Asphalt;
melting by the swealtering heat...
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I can tell by the slump of my words
that they're tired of standing in this imagery...
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I could feel my heart folding itself
like one of those kirigami stars...
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I'm the sweet orb of August,
firm and plump and glowing orange and red...
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I used to
believe in illusion...
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I stargaze as
a strawberry crescent bouquet...
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I find her -
a heart of wild flowers...