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All the little shutters opened up feeling what is going on in the twilight within me not fantasizing feeling what is going on outside, over there, a farewell their arms around each other and all the way long my legs are tired from the runner who smiles at the happy woman tears in my eyes over the baby in her pram it is getting dark my window a mirror in which my preliminary self asks for love for my marriage under construction and for my body oh mirror image I love you I do what I can
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Nov 8, 2024
Nov 8, 2024 at 4:09 AM UTC
Twilight
All the little shutters opened up feeling what is going on in the twilight within me not fantasizing feeling what is going on outside, over there, a farewell their arms around each other and all the way long my legs are tired from the runner who smiles at the happy woman tears in my eyes over the baby in her pram it is getting dark my window a mirror in which my preliminary self asks for love for my marriage under construction and for my body oh mirror image I love you I do what I can
For Maria Godschalk --- February 28, 2018 Collection "Untwisted"
Zywa
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Amsterdam
Nov 8, 2024
Nov 8, 2024 at 4:09 AM UTC
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