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Mar 2014
I
saw the stars move in circles last
night. Bright sight with thoughts like no
other. My mother did not
exist. The grass kissed my lips but the only words I could
reciteβ€”*I saw the stars move in circles last night.
I took shrooms one night and ended up laying in a blackberry bush stargazing. Stars were kaleidoscoping and all I could think of was how my mom didn't exist.

But she does.
September
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September  Victoria, BC
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