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Jun 4
i know you
said you had no interest in visiting
europe but last night i had a
dream that you met me in
i have never been and neither have
you but we rode in an old car to the
sheet sky tangerine
orange fire in the
ocean water burns just like my inner
thighs burn right
you are laughing and you kiss
me in front of this brilliant
painting this brilliant firey
explosion it is
God and it is
summer. i wake
up and i am in the rain
on the street
corner where you picked me
up in your new car the last time i saw
you in december.
the new year is
tomorrow and you are in
boston. it rains and
i am alone
on the street in
dream i had
Written by
mars  18/Genderqueer/Amsterdam
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