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Jan 2019
A bullseye of velvet,
Ventricular,
Soft on the spot.
In bounding,
Sacred.

Devotion is what?
Tis’ hellish? Be free!
But, by the binding?
A shudder, tis’ breeze.
Sean Fitzpatrick
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Sean Fitzpatrick
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