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It sweeps
             everything
          away,
                    everything
but
memories.
Lift the lid of life
plunge in
enjoy it
embrace it
because you can't replace it
We know this particular neck of the woods well.
To know her is to love her,
Over and over again.

The nexus between us has a motive
All its own: strike the firing pin.
Then spin~spin~spin.

I see stars that uninhibitedly glow.
Heaven has opened
Up her waiting arms.

Who said,
"All that glitters is not gold?"
Was it not a desperate wistful streetcar?

Heyday!
We're bathed in a bridal veil of angel light:
The crowning nimbus.

*** is a knotty business: it binds.
Given enough rope, we
Hang from the rafters.

Come fruition come!
Ah, this sleep is sweet
On those morning afters.
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