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Mar 2018
he strums downstairs,
remnants of childhood and
forevermore colliding

i wished for a life just like this,
complex, beautiful, and full of living

imagine a single silk thread extending
from your soul to mine, a line that doesn't
force us too near, but reminds us of the inevitable

the star that decided upon our fate may very
well be extinct, but to it, i am forever grateful
Written by
Quinn  Bremerton, WA
(Bremerton, WA)   
     Joel M Frye, bulletcookie, Molly, --- and Medusa
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