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Sep 2018
Now that you’re here
I have dreamt my cure
Before you came
I tried everything
Holes in my skull
And scalpels
Hooks
And probes
Ossified
And terrorised
Minimised
Each time I tried
The fire
The cup
The blood and the Knife
But the loss
Of innate heat
Is the basic condition of life

Before you came
I considered the seasons
Took note of the winds
But extreme cures
Are what's needed
For extreme ills
Now that Im yours
Now you are mine
Now that you’re here
I have dreamt my cure

You hold in your hands
So small and so white
The end
To this history of medicine
The key to release
Me from this ******
And lifelong plight
The event of my body
The broth of my brain
Your eyes and your beauty
Your beautiful mind
And your beautiful shame
This merging of elements
These tears in the rain
My Fire, my Earth and my Water
My Air
Now that you’re here
Now that you are here
Cronedrome
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Cronedrome
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     Angie Marcano, acacia, ---, Fawn and Santita
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