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The sky, too, like a delicate dress
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my blood moves like tectonic plates: so slow
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Last night I slept on the floor of the sea
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I close my eyes
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Come morning I’ll make a list of obsessions
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as though nighttime
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Then I realized even when you catch the mechanism,
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I fold and unfold
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you say things could be simple, and sometimes
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You are my friend. The world is beautiful.
