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Mar 2016
I see strangers all about me
You saw strangeness all around you
The light bends through new leaves
Don't blend true
All that's blue whispers
Dream on little Ms. Q

It's only a short trip
And you won't miss
The small kiss
Or the blood drip

Come on
Come on
Say what you will
Move in for the slow ****
Hold on
Hold on

I'm sorry it took this long
I'm blue in my dead lungs
And you buried your sharp tongue
Deep in the silent song

Dream on
Dream on
Little loved one
Supreme beauty, my dawn
Breathe; pause
Breathe; pause
Spenser Bennett
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Spenser Bennett  26/M
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   --- and Sarah
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