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Aug 2012
Every day I pray for words,
words to vanquish practiced restraint,
words to ****** my soul from flesh caverns,
words to expose me.

airy,
shapeless,
magnificent.

But today I left silent fingerprints on your glass,
and wordless footprints in the sand,
and I swear I saw my heart,
glimmering behind your watery eyes
as I said my goodbyes.

Every day I pray that you'll witness
{me}.

Tomorrow I won't have to.
Written by
TB
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