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Apr 2019
it's as if i'm dancing
between two worlds
all at once
there's one filled with poetry,
apricot mornings and sweet nothings
and then there's one
filled with longing
that i visit during velvet hours
following the starlit trail
through the cosmos
it lies just to the right of saturn,
full of martyrs and burning valentine's

that's where you visit
the flower that grows
from my rotting body.
Written by
rk  F/scotland
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