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Girl,

Want to wait so long

I would by Italian movies we want to feel so possible.

I translated by technology into POETRY scared

To switch back to prose

Stop for a sun salutation. Of the open position radiating out from the center son. Rusty neon.

Then sending all the way down my eyelids deep purple lavender.

Dealing on the way hope you must of been like to come off all on the flight was fine for him and his wife.

Then thinking on my way back up what it must have been like for the first reaches up from all four, defying gravity, first flight.

You are free. The hands are free.



Full throated song


Sun salute 

Thank God it's Monday!

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