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For the QueenI am a patchwork; / My skin is a puzzle. / Pieces tethered by sinews of thought, / Tighter than a mu
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Perfectiongive me your knife / of perfect exaction / let me slice / the flesh of my sides / let me rend / the
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I RememberI remember trees / and pathless forests of flowers. / I remember bees / And unnumbered hours. / I re
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UntitledMy hands are only my hands / When they grasp the wood of a pencil / My face is only my face / In the
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Iron WingsLassos of fire / pull out my roots / Running higher, / I’ll pull on my boots / And leave no tracks /
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I looked out the WindowI looked out the Window / and I saw / Beauty, abounding Bounty, / Peace, prosperous Pain, / Love and
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BirdsOn the first day, / God made spoons. / And he sent them down / With red balloons. / So we wouldn’t d
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Warthe words on this page / are the same colour as night / their stars are invisible, / they gleam in t
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Mr. HighHello, are you there, / Tangled in my hair? / I find it funny how / In the dark I’d allow / You to s
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Lightless NightressLightless Nightress in cold Crown'd / At noon alive, at midnight drown'd / Skin lily-white and palli
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