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- You'd be surprised
- the guided precision in the print of my body so blue.
- Such surety on my low shoulder
- hanging and I shake
- the fruition I thought
- at last a seed I've grown to satisfy all the blue
- between my gold cartesian I can lose you in
- These pillars may produce the wildest fruit
- despite such similar skins.
- I invite you to a feast
- where no grain was needed
- only muscles eyes and mind
- you've tasted this before
- I understand
- one does well to be sure this was unlike anything else
- we've burned through before
- My love
- could never shade
- but if it did
- consult our temple above
- for what better ear than this coolness
- could bring you to tomorrow
- handing all our seeds
- to my sister in the wind
- seal our stars
- come back
- then reel again
- so get lonely
- possibility is lonely too
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