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May 2016
An urgent kind of motion
Lends me life on grin
And thumb-prints make words
Techno-bio-written

I read you when I'm spoken
I speak you when I'm heard
And you and I speak lives together
That we both were, little brother

Thank youΒ Β from a drunk heart to a thirsty living
You're all I love
Hold hands with me
That horizon's for the seizing
I've never expressed gratitude to my past self for all I wrote. I can read my words now, drunk, and stay afloat from tbe depths of despair, protected.
Sombro
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