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Jul 2017
Knocked out by awe
beauty is a fist
crackling bold,

a ruthless scattering of us
your promise raining hidden letters in the enormity of endless imaginings,

my love is up there waiting,
looking at me with such patient eyes.

I am growing stronger inside.

Everyday another letter
without one word scrawled.

How do you do it?
Please teach me such mastery.
I have forgotten.

Only You can help me remember how to fire this skyline to save the lost Angels from themselves.
Styles 12
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Styles 12  42/M
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     Jamadhi Verse
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