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May 2017
Does the hardest ground not soften when rain storms soak

Does a shovel slice
lighten the load?

Make it easier to lift mountains.

Are your hard boiled guts
immune to this view of total heaven?

I know a harsh voice
that made me seek the rain

caught rough edges by surprise threw me for a loop
softening this shell

allowing it to break
I fell away
crumbling through your touch
I let you take me.

Turns out we can fly.

We forgot so much.
Styles 12
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