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Aug 2016
Return to a pretense

As a dog wanders streets at night

Brighter lights this time

Counting our steps in the soil

Listening on a hospital bed

I float awareness

Relaxed

Silence

Saved

The rest is missing as your breath fills the room

It cannot be this way

What is left is tainted but remains

For example our embodied love

To see without malice

I move forward in strength

You can smell me on this dark morning

Clarifying this pain was real
Rhet Toombs
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Rhet Toombs
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   Miles Cottingham and Aazzy
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