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Apr 2019
the mind scatters

our lifetime--

light mothers a

thread.

to wait out the watch

of our play.

informed while free.

it never feels like

enough--

&

just for that,

freedom incubates

the justness of longing.

cut short~
Onoma
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Onoma  (N)ow(Y)ou(C)an
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