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Oct 2017
You grasp
For the clutch
Of a wisp
Of a secret... but she knows.

Hands clasped.
Just a touch
Just a kiss
You can keep it... but she knows.

This time
You find a gem and you swallow
Make it like your heart, or your stomach
Swimming inside is the essence of a moment

You peer out at the world
From inside your sparkling skull
And you think yet another sacred thought--
"...but she knows."

but she knows, she knows.
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Sometimes Starr  Another place
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     Kat Francis and JMB
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