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Jul 2018
The vessel joins us, we embark together.
We huddle facing in, a face looks away.
The emptiness at the center,
a gape for a face. We turn incessantly,
we form our protection.
We protect the emptiness, one turns away to see your circle.
My vessel fills and becomes bloated,
it takes on the weight of the darkness, bursting at the seams.
There stands a snake amongst the circle,
the snake now is standing.
There is no up, and the snake stands in this circle.
Next comes the fire, and we will see if we crack apart.
My arms are around you now.
We stand together in a circle with the space inside.
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   Fawn
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