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Oct 2017
Our carbonated hearts beat neon
We tear out into the melting scarlet sky as it spills onto candied clouds
The birdsong resonates within me
All life, all energy, everything
It somehow all leads back to your hand in mine
Our feet echoing bare against the cold pavement
You are the sun that rises to warm the earth
I am moon in waiting
We break the peace with our laughter
We are the morning glory
this was mostly me wanting to combine the two words I overuse most in positive writing (carbonation and neon) but also to stretch my creative muscles and focus on some imagery
wren cole
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wren cole  23/FTM/NC
(23/FTM/NC)   
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