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Dec 2015
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A soft breeze


We are dying


We rest awhile





she whispers

I hear


I merge my body deeper into soil


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My wars are over


We die and are reborn

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The puppet lovers fall to the floor

;:;

Only the beginning is here

;:;


She touches my mind with her light


;;;


The puppet lovers fade and are gone



;:;


We are the seed of a new world




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Written by
jeffrey robin
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