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Today and all days Little pieces Pearls and crumbs, memory and skin I hold onto structure: houses, breakfasts Or the earth and trees Let me be stretched and fixed Cracked, hit and smoothed by a heavy wind In love, when I come home he will be there Smothered by flour and butter and figs Maybe the gentleness and force I want are more interwoven than I first thought At a first glance Maybe I walk towards violence, darkness War
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Nov 3, 2020
Nov 3, 2020 at 4:01 AM UTC
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Today and all days Little pieces Pearls and crumbs, memory and skin I hold onto structure: houses, breakfasts Or the earth and trees Let me be stretched and fixed Cracked, hit and smoothed by a heavy wind In love, when I come home he will be there Smothered by flour and butter and figs Maybe the gentleness and force I want are more interwoven than I first thought At a first glance Maybe I walk towards violence, darkness War
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Nov 3, 2020
Nov 3, 2020 at 4:01 AM UTC
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