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| blueberries for you |
there are elements to my simple existence flashes of bright beautiful light sugar water on the lips the brush of lavender, the rub of basil still on the fingers hours later a rush of wood burning warmth upon entering the house these things strike my soul with a holy hammer. they play music in the rooms of my internal kingdom where i dance naked and unembarrassed. where i spin with hands raised and shout in tune. |
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