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| Death of a Rose |
a restful bed i lie upon carefully transposing her thoughts with mine resting slowly intertwining my thoughts, skin, in her contentement lifting her smile just for a moment in her slumber a hubris a contagion between her and me struggling against her nightmares and mine but softly i cover her with my skin tell her in whispers to not weep tell her in my loud voice with my skin with my thoughts with me. . |
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