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Jan 2018
A dance of detachment

'tween the observer and ego

like a ventriloquist, if you needed an example

I am constantly learning that harmony isn't tranquility but instead a chaotic
bit of both, got me
relapse.

I'm learning that all I have is my temple
I need to color my nook.
prepare the bed

love my curves
love my edges
love, you

you silly creature
you are all that you have
Lana Eve
Written by
Lana Eve  20/Agender/Newark, NJ
(20/Agender/Newark, NJ)   
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