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  • Oct 25, 2018
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Walls of speed, and limit quilts of seed.. and soil the Poet's house holds ancient words that claim. Our sky is thick with need our world, a silver star this core       our sacred place.. you said. This common ground         ...our home where masks are shed 

 
 
 

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