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I don't move, I orbit. I hopscotch the squares where love can be. Where it has already been. So, I don't move [forward], I orbit [to where I may belong] I am homesick for everyone I've ever met. Most major decisions are based on the statistic probability of a kiss, because to be loved is to be corporeal. My heart doesn't guide me, theirs do. I follow my bloodlines and shake the tree for fruit. This is how it goes: With each breath I draw, one for me one for you.
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Dec 10, 2012
Dec 10, 2012 at 2:29 PM UTC
This is how it goes:
I don't move, I orbit. I hopscotch the squares where love can be. Where it has already been. So, I don't move [forward], I orbit [to where I may belong] I am homesick for everyone I've ever met. Most major decisions are based on the statistic probability of a kiss, because to be loved is to be corporeal. My heart doesn't guide me, theirs do. I follow my bloodlines and shake the tree for fruit. This is how it goes: With each breath I draw, one for me one for you.
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Dec 10, 2012
Dec 10, 2012 at 2:29 PM UTC
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