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Oct 2015
We sprawled there
Roots of the galaxy
Tumble dry -
tumbling waterfall
Claws clipped
Digging into my shoulder
Veins of soil on your earthy pillow
Dripping, soaking mud
Every second was a supernova
Burning into life and dying into another
Fever filled marathon -
Digging in the dirt
Hoping to find the treasure box
We know we cannot keep
But we dig it up anyway
See you Monday.
Robyn
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Robyn  Seattle, WA
(Seattle, WA)   
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