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Feb 2010
I am as disconnected as the stars.

Expanding out of my body.
I cannot squeeze into this
Earth.


Or am I shrinking?
Folding
into that old suitcase of a
Purse, tucked away in some secret pouch.
I'm here. I'm here. I'm here.

A beautiful constellation
No one has named.
Neither arrow nor bow.
Alex E
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Alex E
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