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I'll come to see you; uncoiled, naked; in sky; sea foam blazing. Beside the tricolored fields of loose leafed trees; directing no more traffic. Delighting windchime birds through breezing timbre. Freeing arms to twist at dawn. Every sound billowing with air; crafting together and apart; dividing all those jagged pieces from a puzzle set misconstrued. You'll crawl out; leaving form for forward froms.
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Jan 26, 2021
Jan 26, 2021 at 12:59 PM UTC
ZIPPORAH, THE BIRD
I'll come to see you; uncoiled, naked; in sky; sea foam blazing. Beside the tricolored fields of loose leafed trees; directing no more traffic. Delighting windchime birds through breezing timbre. Freeing arms to twist at dawn. Every sound billowing with air; crafting together and apart; dividing all those jagged pieces from a puzzle set misconstrued. You'll crawl out; leaving form for forward froms.
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Jan 26, 2021
Jan 26, 2021 at 12:59 PM UTC
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