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Mar 2016
You stare at me with compassion.
You touch me with adventure.
We talk as if we created language.
And when I'm 3000 miles away you tell me you feel me breathing and my heart beat inside of your body.
I feel your imprint in my bed and hear your voice in my deepest of sleeps.
We are going through the withdrawals of the possessions of mind, body and soul yet we aren't possessive; territorial with free spirits of nature running wild.

- Beau
Beauakuma Yonko
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Beauakuma Yonko  25/Richmond, VA
(25/Richmond, VA)   
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