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Jun 2016
the way your fingers cooled
against my forehead
the shape of your laugh
crystallized into
chrysanthemum breaths
i forgot myself
and
my heart is spud-sputtering
down the freeway to your house
over again
now stop and rewind
crystallaiz
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crystallaiz  in the blue
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   Mark Parker
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