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Oct 2014
how inside feels moon
when slight suddenly
****** all nerves

          (tingling)

perched on breath
every vessel rages
with intensely purring starlight


                And
each self wholly vibrates
;teetering;
with brief invincible death.
PK Wakefield
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PK Wakefield
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   Diane, ---, rsc and stéphane noir
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