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I pull fingers through my beard untangling the night while my mind gropes around for anything sublime I realise there is nothing deeper than the love that cradles its child all the way to dreams tumbling out an untangled beard.
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Oct 19, 2015
Oct 19, 2015 at 8:58 AM UTC
Tumbling out an untangled beard
I pull fingers through my beard untangling the night while my mind gropes around for anything sublime I realise there is nothing deeper than the love that cradles its child all the way to dreams tumbling out an untangled beard.
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Oct 19, 2015
Oct 19, 2015 at 8:58 AM UTC
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