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Jan 2016
Dream, dear one.

Let your mind unravel it's colored strings
and attach itself to the creamy stars in the night sky.

Let your heart bleed with passion
till it makes a river so maroon it stains every piece of earth.

Let your body tremble with fear and excitement and lust
as you dance your uncertainties away till your soul feels numb.

Let your hair turn as wild as your mind
because you're only getting closer to yourself.

Your soul may be old,
but your story is yet to be told.
To my good friend Angelyne
AuburnRose
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AuburnRose  Chicago
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