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Aug 2016
thereisa
space _        between
knowing
&   owning
that. smacks. me.
Up | SiDe |
                    down
》just. when.
i¡ catch¡ my¡
breath;
[whilethereare
always #bodiesineed]
it's some crumb
        °infinite-soul-magic°
i tasted in your voice
&on; y{our} tongue
those are
en _ tire _ ly
dif>fer>>ent>>>
pains
&;so your mouth
d(i)ff(i)cult to
let {forget} _.      go
TreadingWater
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TreadingWater  CA
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