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Sep 2016
he slept in a world
slightly higher
              truer
              livelier than mine,
a world that held him tighter
and loved him sharper
than i could have
with my earthen arms.
but i felt him come back to me
when the weariness of my bones
asked for a glimmer
                     moment
                     taste
of eternity from his lips
and he gave it to me
curlygirl
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