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Feb 2015
so she whispered
"to soften"
and every bone and every drop of blood
every flake of skin and all the air in your lungs
came undone came spewing out
a cosmic *****
the tether of attachment
the tether of grasping
was no more
"to soften"
so says the body
Keo
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Keo  Hadley, MA
(Hadley, MA)   
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